Saturday, July 25, 2009

Worth saying

You wore your prettiest dress, but there’s a mess in your head. They say old habits die hard. I say they’re better off dead, because you were bitter and cold, but still you burned me alive. You held the match to my skin and poured the fuel on the fire. You’re not my favorite mistake. You’re just a simple regret.

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