April 6, 2009
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You are where the water that nourishes the tree becomes the fire that licks the life out of it  You are where the kisses you rain down on me dont comfort me, but fead my displeasure You are where the laughter that falls from my mouth wrenches and tears my paper heart You are where the words on my diary scream, shrieking to be heard, only to be silenced by the hard covers that suficates thier voices You are where my fear of hurting you meets my fear of losing me

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