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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

its about how things really are whn u miss someone but cant go throgh

missing you was my soul
missing myself was a mistake

rembering myself was a neccesisty
rembering you was my need

there was something in my hand whichi have done
but there are many that r not in my hand which i cant even do...

all which was my ability is my work now all which i cant do is on fate now

there is a paing tighting my neck and sometime mylife 
and there is pain lossong on me
whn i stop thynnking abt it or i start running from it

but  practiaclly  how much u can run from thngs

there is a hope nevr ending process but the thnking effect it and
its no more so postive abt u specilly
i still belive that u r inside  me serching to come out of the
 darkness of pain to make the cage open and let me free
the pain i have to live with

its difficult to neglect but i thnk its more difficult to
care for you ...

Submitted: August 20, 2012

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