The Painted Window
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
"Maybe if I fall asleep I won't breathe right"
I wish I could just make it all go away. I wish the pain would stop. The hole would fill. The ache would leave. But it won't. It never will. You know that already don't you?
"Maybe if I leave tonight I won't come back"
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