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Wishful Thinking...

As I sit here alone thinking, thinking about the past the future the here and now, the snow falls faster and faster as my thoughts race along. I cant stop them or slow them down i can just think and keep thinking! As i look up to watch the snow fall that's when my tears fall. The tears fall fast like the snow out side. The tears come from the pain and the pain comes from the memories and of course the memories came from us! Our love that is now died. Things will never be the same no matter what i think... no matter what i wish things are done and over. My wishful thinking will be what kills me one day, I hope one day soon! This is all because of you breaking me down over and over again. and all this is over love that was never real never true. All my wishful thoughts will never come true and now i know that for a fact so now all i think about is ending the pain ending the memories ending all the tears and ending the life that holds it all in one human body. The wishful thinking is now coming to an end with a sweet goodbye kiss of a blade that will end everything at once...

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