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Speaking Words That Can't Be Understood

By DikeMent

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You're fucking in the next room. Scream his name, whore. You salivate and wail every detail. You tell me with the best description you can give. I only asked how your day was. We're close... So why do I separate you? I love you... So why do I try to hate you? I awake to the sound of you. You're with him, I'm against the wall in tears. I tried, but he caught the star as it fell. While I was truly reaching, He strolled in and stole your heart (Coincidentally breaking mine). We're close... So why I separate you? I love you... So why do I try to hate you? Fuck him 'cause you "love" him. Fuck him 'cause you "love" him. You know in 9 weeks it'll all crash and burn. I pray to God it meets the fate that it deserves. Written April 14th, 2002 © on Apr 13 2002 05:25 PM PST   18 • 0 • 8

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