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The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves. Until one day there are none.



Wounded My heart is wounded... I am confused... I dont understand what of think... I dont know what I want... And if I am doing anything right... I feel like I am a horrible friend... Horrible person... I dont know why though... I wish I could spend time with one certain person... But the distance is far... Confusion is hard to deal with... It is a great distraction... I dont know what to do... Confusion...sucks... Rebecca