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[31 May 2004|11:29pm]

Every line is about
who i don’t want to write about
anymore

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[26 May 2004|11:43pm]

how do you do it?
make me feel like i do.

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[25 May 2004|07:04pm]
when you said i'm sorry, i thought it was meant for me. it wasn't. i'm not worth a sorry. why? because you didn't do anything to me. you only used me. no one knows. except that dark hallway. that secluded room. the parked car. you used me. no one knows about us. how could they? there never was an us. disbelief filled me when you first said my name. your lips almost made my name sound beautiful. i wish i was beautiful. maybe if i was beautiful there would be an us. there will never be an us. i look at you and see someone everyone wants to be with. i see me, and am reminded why i remain alone. once you lips softly graced mine. but don't worry i won't tell a soul. i wouldn't want to embaress you. not like they'd believe me anyways. i'm dead inside. for a million reasons and one. my heart was unused and brand new, yet to be played with. so i let you play with it for a little while. you returned it to me without the slightest care. i guess my heartwasn't good enough for you. no. you don't care about hearts
you just care about yourself
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[20 May 2004|09:43pm]
your my big blue sailor
bravest when the tide is high

i'm your lone star shining
guiding you in the night sky

you look to me
to show you home
and often are you lost

and for me
you provide some company
at a very little cost

and then the day breaks
invisible to you i am
but i'm still here
just not as clear
waiting for the night, again.
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[19 May 2004|10:41pm]
I hate it when I say things to you
To hide how I truly feel
I say yes, I mean no
I’m so scared to show
How much I miss you
How much I care about you
How much I want to see you
Because I don’t want to be the only one

You tell me that you miss me
I hear you don’t miss me at all
It’s not you, it’s me
My heads so used to be lonely
That I’m still surprised when you call

I make mistakes three times over
And sometimes even four
I’m scared to make mistakes with you
For fear of never seeing you again

I was looking for a way out
A window to the stars
You lifted me above the barriers
And I let you see my scars
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[19 May 2004|12:22am]
i often wonder
how many more tears
(i have to keep inside)
before they spill out
or i drown
turn me inside out
smiles like sandcastles
washed away with truth...
and saltwater.


♥i've been holding out for love ever since i had aheart♥
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[10 May 2004|11:56pm]
i am the welcome mat in front of the door
(a door that leads to a better place)
feel free to walk all over me
so you can clean your dirty feet
so you can clean your dirty feet
before you walk on through that door
the door to a better place
and i, the mat, stands still in space
just waiting to be used more


your just somebody that i used to know.
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[09 May 2004|08:07pm]
1 day out of 365 to pretend you cared.
you couldn't even pretend,
you couldn't even do that.


After all we can be friends
Still pretend.

Because it was her birthday.
Because it was her birthday.
Because it was her birthday.
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[08 May 2004|01:32am]
it's been a hellish fight to not think about you all the time
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bitter tattered angel wings [05 May 2004|05:43pm]
bitter tattered angel wings
are stranded on the ground
bitter tattered angel wings
just waiting to be found
bitter tattered angel wings
broken over years of wear
bitter tattered angel wings
their truths to much to bear
bitter tattered angel wings
left alone to survive the cold
bitter tattered angel wings
slowly begin to fold
bitter tattered angel wings
will visit you once more
bitter tattered angel wings
bleed black and then they soar
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[05 May 2004|12:07am]
no need to tell me everything thats wrong with me.
i'm keeping tally on myself.

There's a hard rain falling,
Flooding your attic it's clear.
It can't put out the fire
That resides in you my dear.
There's something i should tell you
For we may not have much time.
I've never seen scars like yours.
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