Something I Didn't Add?
Only time will tell where the love at! And it's not with me you are right I think it is about  time for me to fly? I ain't satisfy you no way no how. But like I said one day reality. Is really going to hit you. It ain't even about picking up a pen and a piece of paper because regardless of what I write you, you don't believe it anyway so what's that telling me me? You had and still have all this time to think about what you want but it's not me. Anytime you say what  you said in the first and only letter you ever wrote me I know what time it is "its okay" I still love you. But I hope when you get home you know what you doing? The one you trusting and talking to, that's the one who gone end up breaking your heart like you broke mines. You never believed anything i said, but this actually one thing you wish you would have believe. Why you turning me down, talking bout this and that baby! It's the other way around "believe that". Sometimes you need to sit and ask yourself this question. "Why" and see what answer you come up with. If you can't do that then let it be. It's just so sad the way you feel but I could see why it's not because of me it's because of what you hearing about me. But look at you and what you doing. And that's still hurting me.
2018-06-04 09:20:19
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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Поїзд падає в ніч. Це-останній ліхтар. Я і ніч. Віч-на-віч. То морозить. То жар. Ти вже, певно, заснув, Ти подушку обняв. Ти мене вже забув. В тебе тисячі справ Я від тиші глуха. Від мовчання німа. Я одна. Клич- не клич. Я і ніч. Віч-на-віч.
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