December 25, 2006, 10:05 am
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Perhaps one day we can sit down
And talk about why the one given to me was you
Or why even though you’re such a clown
And say things that neither of us have a clue
You still remain my most favourite person
Hurt, tears, anger have been with me
Since the day we stumbled upon each other
Sometimes I wish I could be free
From all those things that came with you, or rather
Free from you
But my heart wouldn’t allow it
It hurt too much to even think
Of losing you, even though you’re such a git
So now standing on the brink
All I have left to say is that
You’re my beautiful mistake.
-written by someone whom i know very well and very close with
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