Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Don't you think,

Don't you think if it hurts us both this much. It's probably wrong.
Don't you think if the pain doesn't ebb. It's probably wrong.
We always talked, I miss that now, I really miss talking to you. If I could do that, maybe I wouldn't feel so much like dying.

Don't you think?

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