by Rose. » Mon Jun 14, 2010 5:26 pm
Rose sat up on the floor, "Max." She whispered, "Max, Max."
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If I let you in, you'd just want out.
If I tell you the truth, you'd vie for a lie.
If I spilt my guts, it would make a mess we can't clean up.
If you follow me, you will only get lost.
If you try to get closer, we'll only lose touch.
Yes you already know too much; and you're not going anywhere.
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