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..me..When I'm standing here with you,..me..
my arms locked around like a prison cell,
and you whisper to me in security.
Before we go to hell...
Love me.
When I'm standing on my own,
with cuts down to the bone,
and puddles of blood around my hands.
With empty drained arms.
Unembracing.
Whispering words,
that no one will understand...
Hate me.
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"What are we waiting for? These years are dying slowly. Todays still in front of us. Today is now or never!" Now Or Never - Madina Lake.
Thanks,
Alicia
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My job? To capture fleeting moments that last nanoseconds in reality; they are our time machines, for laid before us, they are a rememberance of joy, hate, loneliness, love, sadness, and humor.
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"What are we waiting for? These years are dying slowly. Todays still in front of us. Today is now or never!" Now Or Never - Madina Lake.
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"What are we waiting for? These years are dying slowly. Todays still in front of us. Today is now or never!" Now Or Never - Madina Lake.
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