July 20, 2010

I miss her like the daily snow
Whispers upon my cheek, A whisper from the dark.
Live this lie you made for yourself

It's really the point of everything that matters.
She is my world and all I ever think about
My heart goes to her, she is all I ever want.
Someone as amazing as her could frequent my life... I love her incredibly,
It does not feel like anything worth doing is worth it.

Miles of everything lost in the incessant noise.

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