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Thursday, May 22, 2008 at 11:42 PM
a prick in the heart; that imperfection.

sometimes, i have this feeling that im gonna bring this along forever in my life.
never can i ditch it aside, nor am i able to move on without this.
it's like i can never move on at all.

life's never perfect.

and this will be one of my many imperfections in my life.

it stung every now and then.
like a prick in the heart.

but i know im gonna get used to it.
or have i already got used to this thorn in my heart?

...

imissuyetagain.