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Created on: November 28, 2008
"Forgive me my love, it feels like I'm chokin"
Somethings not right here. The mood is uneasy and I'm feeling insecure. But, that's what I get: For taking my heart and putting it out there, while expecting yours in return.
And I know that you know that it kills me to say those three little words. But, I want to, because I need you. And I need you to want me to.
I guess this is it, yes this is the ending. But, I cannot help to question if something is missing...
Where are the daggers? Why am I breathing? Why does this hurt? Why aren't I bleeding?
Yes, I know this is all so confusing, and it feels like I'm choosing: to give up, in a fight I'm already loosing. In the end, I'll lay dying, screaming out through these tears that I'm crying.
The lights growing dimmer, while my eyes loose that shimmer and my legs start to trimmer. I'm standing there praying, I can feel myself swaying...
All I can ask is...you believe me when I say, it's not easy. Oh no, it's not easy to feel your heart breaking, as you fall to your knees shaking, and the earth wont stop quaking.
There are these tears in my eyes and there is no place to hide. I'm feeling left in the open, heart bleeding and broken. Forgive me my love, it feels like I'm chokin.
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