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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Quietly sitting as you make me regret it.

I pleaded with you to take me forever. You didn't pretend you even wanted to. Leave me, if you see fit. I would not hold it against you. It'd be quicker to slice my throat and watch me fall. It's not much of a stretch to say, Taylor Swift has nothing on these romances!

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