If You come into my heart

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I would run I would fly

if you come into my heart

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Monday, April 03, 2006 / 11:30 PM

Haha. Hahahahaha. Aha. Aha. Ah...It's not so funny anymore is it? I'm all dried up, like a shriveled piece of nothing that was once my soul. I keep complaining about myself. What right do I have to complain when I'm considered in some instances to be lucky? I feel so funny but I know that that's just me being whatever it is I'm feeling right now. I don't really know how to explain. I'm confused...

If you see me being crazy, stop me. Please. Just do it...

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