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Promenading on the Fine Line


Sunday, April 7, 2013 @ 10:39 AM
The lights that turned to stone.

I thought I could talk to you about everything, even my deepest thoughts, without getting judged.
Guess I was wrong; it's too bad I can't confide in you with everything anymore in fear of assumptions.

Well, it's not like you really open up to me anyways.

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