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chance.

i have taken my toll
on your broken stairways.

I’ve let go of the banister
That tied me to hopelessness

and I have fallen with you…

So deep in our mess

of things.

But if you pull me above the surface,

save me this time….

I will forever drown in your sadness…

forever endure your pain.

*Stephen, I swear on my life I will never hurt you again.... if you just let me numb myself...*

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On Wednesday January 5th, 2005, frozen (748) writes:

i liked this i thought it was brilliant and beautifully expressed.

On Tuesday January 4th, 2005, DoctorAsh (506) writes:

This is very curvey and filled with exploding people. Sometimes I wonder why people tape their hopes to the insides of other people's hands. I guess it's because deep down we know that if they turn inside out the world will unravel itself. Splendid:[D&A]

On Tuesday January 4th, 2005, DoctorAsh (506) writes:

And from it, wonderful emotions are unplugged.

On Tuesday January 4th, 2005, stormtalk (909) writes:

Love the stairs image... and... "Every little thing's/ Gonna be allriiighttt"

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