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There was nothing under my skin but light,
If you cut me i could shine

Friday, February 17, 2012

O my dear,
whom I miss.
Only you know the conditions of my heart and it's fragility at some points.
Teach me, I beseech thee, to rebuild the skeleton of my heart so I may not hurt so.
And should it take time, I pray thee, help me, deny the desires of this heart whom I so detest.


so, if I wished, I could follow you 2:19 AM