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Distant Vincent (paintkismet) wrote,
@ 2005-02-27 17:31:00
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    The Ground Folds
    This has been a long vacation. I thought about a lot of stuff. About what I want my life to be like... and what I don't want it to be like. I stopped drinking and smoking, and discovered that I didn't have as many friends as I thought I did. I haven't done those things in months. At the beginning of vacation, I had the chance to go to Vermont with Sherri. We would have gotten plastered EVERY night. I chose not to go. I love her to death, but I'm done with that shit. Nothing good comes out of it. Instead I went shopping in Albany. Matt came too. That was a great day. I got some really pretty clothes. During the drive home, Matt had his arms around me, and he kissed my forehead. It was then that I realized how happy I am. I love him so much. Well, I am going to go. School tomorrow... that'll be exciting. .::*April~Marie*::.

    Just throw it back, for one more night
    On a starlit and moon-struck night
    The ground did fold and eat us both
    But all my love, I did devote
    Beneath the rafters the angels sing
    Spinning violent while playing with my heart
    I wrote for you to see
    And my heart
    it now breaks and the blood spilled down your spine
    Lost inside another crash
    The bones I had turned into ash
    The world did cry the night you died
    and I am no good at suicide
    Beneath the rafters the angels sing
    Spinning violent while playing with my heart
    I wrote for you to see
    And my heart
    it now breaks
    and the blood spilled down your spine
    And I lost what was mine,
    and I want what was mine.
    And I lost what was mine,
    and I want what was mine.
    My heart now it always breaks
    The blood did drip and I did take
    Another wish, another kiss
    No more will for me to kill
    We'd run away in our dismay
    but please, come back to me


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