She's still here.
In tiny fragments.
That penetrate your thoughts,
In jagged formations.
She's still here,
Without any idea.
Of how her sharp edges,
Slice this sickened soul.
She's still here,
And I'm growing to like her.
I envy such innocence,
In unknowing eyes.
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This makes me more than a little bit sad, but that being said, it is quite beautiful. It haunts like an honest ghost. I miss you.
I wish it didn't haunt.
My strength to bare it is far to inconsistent.
I miss you too.
Very honest this quote.
If I have well understands, a honest ghost would exist...without idea.
Demi...because you want to discover...you could remain disappointed.
Because I want to discover?
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