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How Do I
01/25/2002 04:53 a.m.
How do you expect me to ever be able to look into your eyes knowing what we had between us. My soul is lost in the lonely fog surrounding this broken heart. And nobody knows, the way you hurt me. How am I suppose to get over it when everything around me brings a memory of you. I have no place of hiding, because I've already shown you where it was. So now I'm just left here somewhere in the middle....I'm the bastard of the relationship but I'm in more pain than you could ever compare.
I am currently Depressed

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