they say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone / / they say that your darkest hour comes before your dawn

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

In shallow seas we sail;

I got eyes in the back of my head and I see where you're going with this.
I'm not surprised. You take me for a fool.

I know why you do the things you do. You don't want to be forgotten; left behind; become the past; a distant faded memory. It still doesn't justify the things you do. You can't fight a battle you've already lost. The harder you try, the more damage you cause. Savour what's left before you lose it all in your jealous rage.

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