Tired of hearing the samethings.
Over && Over.
"Keep your head up."
"Your gonna be fine."
Who would of thought, it would be this hard
for her to smile.
I wish, you could tell me you love me.
Even if you don't mean it.?
Hold me tight, tell me something sweet.
It's something I need to hear.
I'm dieing on the insidee.
I gave up hope a long time ago...
-Gizmo.
Monday, November 9, 2009
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