:: 2003 21 May :: 12.21 am
:: Mood: tired

"down" on the phone to you.my sympathy gets me no where.everything i do,just isnt enough for you..you say youre sorry,but what for?O excuse me,everything..if i could change anything about you,it would be me.i am the reason for your pain,i am the reason for your crying.if i am too good for you then why do i keep coming back?..you say youre sorry,but what for?O,excuse me,everything..salty persperation running from my eyes,while im on the phone to you.my sympathy gets me no where...but down..down!where we've always been.down!come with me.down!

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