† Spin †

Words.

Feb. 6th, 2009 | 01:16 am
location: My Uncomfortable Desk.
mood: exhausted
music: Flightless Bird, American Mouth - Iron&Wine

It should have remained unsaid.
It would have saved her from feeling dead.
It was the kind of thing any lover dreads.
The kind of moment that tore her heart to shreds.
They were words that had the power to kill.
The power to make her leave you, though she never will.

Tags: cursing, hurt, pain, swearing, words

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