Friday, August 13, 2010

I plead.

I feel like a fraud.
I hate to shortchange people of me,
yet deep down it hurts to pretend or conveniently forget the reality.

I need you to breathe for me,
please.

I plead for your life,
but i need you to fight as hard as you can.

I love you, so much.

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