Just because the movie made me cry. I promise that posts titled "Seven Pounds" will end here:
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We keep rolling, rolling.She is dying, dying. Dead.
All that I loved is dead.
No wedding or babies,
No nights in each other's arms.
7 seconds to late becomes
One full year lost.
I'll give myself for you.
I'm not sure they can mend Broken Hearts.
Wounded conscience- it stalks me,
My very own gray cloud.
With a zap, I'll stop this heart
That's been breaking for her here.
Live in my home, gauge out my eyes,
Wear my heart like your own.
Seven pounds of flesh take from me now-
7 lost, 7 gained-
In this bathtub now my home.
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