KS (12/14/1992 / Colorado)


The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone
I cry for the time that you were almost mine, I cry for the memories I've left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had you
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal Sometimes you can't always see The pain someone feels
Whats the sense of wishing for something when I always just wish it away?
Why do people tell you to believe in what you want to but then tell you not to believe in the one true thing you do believe in?

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