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Reminiscence

September 17, 2008
By Anonymous

I'm on the edge.

The air is so cold.

I can't feel a thing.

The thought of yesterday makes my heart sing.

The way you were,the way i was,seems to far from now.

I can't bare to live with you not near.

It all ends here.

My heart is pounding harder.

I'm on the edge.

Plunging towards death.

I'll have you with me.

I'll remember until the end,our days in yesterday .



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