A Thousand Words Can't Save Me

A Thousand Words Can't Save Me

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Why Don't We
'Go die!' Those words rung in my ears. They were the most heard words in my life. It made sense. I did some pretty stupid things in my life. Now putting them down on paper kills the meaning. All most like leaving behind a trail of words will tie my free spirit down. Willow can't remember most things in her life. After an accident that she can't remember. It's only a matter of time before she to will fall down too
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*Strong Language* "there are three words I roll over and over in my mouth, they have a terrible taste and smell of heartache but I can't seem to spit them out . They just continue to burn. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you." I said softly "I can fix this" I shook my head at his response "you fool me each and every time into thinking you care. That maybe this time we could be the perfect pair but then you open my message and don't reply and leave me just wondering why I'm incapable of love" He went to say something but I didn't give him a chance "how terribly tragic is it that someone's heart can be so shattered that they no longer even find the beauty in existing" by this time he had dropped to the floor on his knees with tears spilling out of his eyes "that they rather just endure the split second pain of a bullet wound to release a lifetime of aching in their soul" "we can try again, I love you isn't that enough?!" he pleaded "the history of us has already faded. There are a few witnesses left able to recall. Yet it is still vivid in my mind. The touch of you, the taste of you, the colours of your soul"

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