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• Boiling water on index finger, lighter on knuckle

  # 372 Posted by Name on December 9, 2008 @ 9:12 pm | Permalink

• your book is more than a book . its amazing . how anyone could write like that is beyond me

  # 371 Posted by amanda on December 8, 2008 @ 7:27 pm | Permalink

• Love is never ending…it is just the object of our affection that changes.

  He was afraid to love and I do not fear pain. Unlike love, time is not eternal so I will not wait but my arms will always be open if you ever find the courage to return. If love was never for us then the dream of it will be my comfort. I will learn to love another.

  # 370 Posted by Name on December 3, 2008 @ 8:21 pm | Permalink

• He shed a tear yet my feelings were dead to sympathize with his weakness.
  I bleed his heart and turned ‘em into thousand pieces.

  I forbid his words to come right through me and broke fragile ecstasy right before his eyes.

  Had I made him think that I only loved him like he was a piece of trash or it’s the other way around?

  But, that’s another story;
  they were memories from the past.

  # 369 Posted by catty on December 3, 2008 @ 1:00 pm | Permalink

• a burn can go deep, just as this story.
  i just believed in it and hope this one could be true.

  # 368 Posted by chrizz on December 2, 2008 @ 5:30 pm | Permalink

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