leather studded kisses;

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date: Tuesday, September 25, 2007
time:9:59:00 AM

Left alone in the stillness of night's sky waiting for dawn to befall can really conjure up unwanted sentiments.

Wounds close in on itself leaving behind scars.Scars won't bring about soreness unless rubbed upon.

The key to the secrets binded in our hearts lay in our hands.

Are we able to wear our scars well enough such that it will not bleed again

will we be tempted to risk allowing the scar to reopen itself?

Scars, unliving, will remain.

But will fresh wounds be repeated oodles time until it can never close upon itself?

So constant that every nerve burst itself on you.

To a point that your scars pester you.

Wounding ourselves is easy.But gaining from every scar will make things easier.

Love,
vinTage dreams

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