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I believe in tragedy.
body is a diary 
19th-Mar-2008 12:39 am
oh, the frustration...
why do people make you smile and make you reach a perfect sky right on time to drop you on gravel on a perfect day of spring? waiting makes my heart go crazy with deception.



I tried to forget
but memories are like tattoos

I carry them with me
my body is a diary
it might not show it right away
but it remembers every day

I write on paper not my skin
read my arm like poetry
scars cover memories
they keep them safe, lock them away

I carry them with me
my body is a diary
read me like poetry
my body is a diary
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