pages from a shattered romancethese pages, they reveal my darkest secrets.. the secrets that were scattered about on my bedroom floor next to my razorblade and empty bottle of vodka as you saw me in a most unnatural position and dropped to your knees in sorrow. such a decieving situation can lead one to an early death. the pages you tenderly held in your trembling hands, the memories of me that you thought would be the last, they reveal me. they shed my true light upon your deep eyes.pages from a shattered romance
page 1 do you know what it's like to screams for your life in a crowded room, yet no one hears? or is it simply that they hear, and the sad, dark misfortunes of a yo
failure in the form of romancean obsession grown cold. a black tear flals to the ground. loneliness, brokeness, seeping from her veins. her heart grown stone cold.. cracked and shattered. longing for hatred, a need for this growing darkness. it completes her, becomes her, swallows her whole. consuming. the rose slowly wilts, and denies itself the truth that it shall never again be beautiful. just as this rose is, she i slowly dying. the darkness, suffocates her, drags her down, drowning her in deep depression. as she sits and ponders her sanity, she slowly fades from life and bfailure in the form of romance
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Jess ~ Like Indiana Jones, only dorkier.
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~ never let go ~
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