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Nov 08
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Stained glass heart, shattered again. No one left to pick up the pieces. No putting it back together this time...
I was his angel til he ripped off my wings..
and like a god, tossed me from heaven.
Not good enough to be in his presence.
I long to fly, to see love in his eyes, but i'm fallin' now.
Can't he hear me scream??
Last thing i see is his stone-cold face watchin' me fall into darkness
as he holds my broken wings.
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i'm sure she really appreciates you being there for her. Just remember to take a little bit of time for you too every once in a while.
I mean great that you were able to save people but i'm so sorry about your parents... what happened?








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