I miss you.
I hate it so.
I hate being like this.
I have only just seen you but miss you still.
I was never meant to be like this, it's breaking me.
I think I'm breaking already.
I can't fathom this, why me?
I miss you.
I know I love you.
God, how can this be?
Colt
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- Tue Aug 6 2002 at 07:28:26 (22.3 years ago )
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- Thu Sep 9 2004 at 09:07:20 (20.2 years ago )
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- For the love of... "Smarter Bombs vs. Smarter KIDS?" "The Great Divide" "Where do you stand?" Wherever the fucking smart bombs aren't falling. Kids just go splat, smart or not.
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