It Hurts

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By Cutie In A Death Cab •

Too passionate Too un-glued Can't balance like I use to Too emotional I've hit the ground Loving you, without sound Can't trust Get hurt Bury myself in the dirt Need you Cry your name Wishing that you feel the same My heart Takes hold But these dreams are getting old Too far Too deep So I sit, and I weep Miss your voice Miss your eyes This is such a thin disguise Anyone Could see through me I'm so bad at being free Trapped in a web spun by you and I Wrapped in a web where I should lie

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March 17, 2005 12:49My_pain_your_thrill

This touched me, it makes me think of my ex and is basically the exact same thing as i feel for him. You have written so deeply and so well, i love it.