5/20/09

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the saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad.
you know, when sad tries to bite its lip
and not cry and smile and go,
“no, I’m happy for you”?
that’s when it’s really sad.


change if you want.
but don’t change for me.
I can love you as you are.
I didn’t mean to make you want to leave.
in the endless fight of grace and pride,
I don’t want to win this time.
it’s a fight between heart and mind,
and no one really wins this time.

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