Dearly Lovley, To you I'll write a thousand and one words but if only they could actually come about. This letter to you is all that you'll recieve from me, only because this is all you ever give a chance to, ... but not to me. Turn the page. ----------- I'll get my work back soon... no worries o.o
Kosher Candy You make me feel like good candy, Like I'm actually something people want. That I'm sweet on the outside but the inside is what really counts the most. You make it seem a little easy to break me open, but... I can be a hard nut to crack. I'll let loose my letters but keep tender my words. Hardly any detail, My life is too much of an encylopedia for that. You make the world seem a little less like hell, and a little more like Heaven. Did it hurt? When you fell from Heaven? With all life's weight bringing you down, I could tell you were broken from the start. I'll let you touch my hand, If you'll do me just one thing... Keep yourself in composure And all will be kosher -.0
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Can't Figure out A Why. "I started crying, he was so nice and understanding about it. He even said he'd call me later at to which I truly do hope that he'll try and care about me again." I cried tears that wouldn't come, Squinted up my face when there was nothing to be done. Felt that black bit in my lungs, Swallowed what I desired tones. So wet my hair that hides, the red and hardly soaked eyes. Just stand under the water head, Feeling at unrest and so dead. Step out from the warm and into the cold, Hear back and so hopefully I'm told. I can only still feel this in my chest, Not lay down nor rest Just prop up my sore head and think. #### f*ck, life stinks.
Panic: Now I see that I am faithful But to what degree can I feel so? He danced he way back up the street, Calling to me and tried to kiss my heart again. A quick flash of conesquence poured out, I turned my head just a little to feel his lip... Stopped. I'm taken. And I'm ready to cry again. I didn't want to but I did I felt the side of his lip. And for a split second, everything shot through my head. Then I wonder; but I think again Ask myself, "Did I really want it again?"
Beauty and the Beast: Do you ever wonder... That if something's beautiful, That it's loved as well? If somethings ugly, It's hated beyond hell? Beauty shouldn't be hurt, But the beast is throw into the dirt. So it seems that I'm the Bell, But yet I'll be seeming to dwell in my mess and in my prom dress. No prince charming to take me away, even though he'll love me in haste. I am the Beauty and I am the Beast. Now love me while throwing me away.
Sighing Among Giving Up Hope: I wash my face and wipe away the makeup. I sometimes wish that it could be me, and disappear. Come laudrary day, I could just ... go away. I'm gone every few days in as many ways as I can possibly be. Sit in a puddle along side my dog thinking of dreams to not come true. One would wonder at times that she's my only true love but lord knows that one day he'll come along and take her away.... one of his seem to be great past times for me. Watch as honey bees pass my path, buzzing with chicks And much green in hand. Can wish all I want for a warm hug, Or even a kiss that I won't forget, but sometimes... All I can do is sigh and give up hope on a candle. I'll drop eveything, lose what I need but not bleed a tear, or even slit a line. A little self contorl and I'll be fine. So to seem I'll just wait, until I relocate... -Again. For my prince chraming and a few good things, That and some unseen things. I'm still bothered and boggled... And floating on this dream, Of what these few goods things. And Sighing Among Giving up Hope.
Crusing Yourself: Clenched my fists so hard today My plams red and looked to bleed. After time you get warey of the same old #### Point you literatly break down Cry out to god why it's all going wrong.. Sreaching through memories to find your damnanation. Can't find a thing so you sit there and listen... To your own tears. Walking through the halls, Through high school and malls. Picking out your targets and innocents Ready to take aim then you stop and you think, Hey that's me. What a day, What a day.
My fault: Sorting these events into my brain, Injecting each thought and pain. I'll get stoned on a high grand memory, Then twitch on the floor with my baby. Rocking back and forth hating myself... This is what I've become on my own. But I'll love the newborn for all of time.
Artifcal Heaven. Take this pill to invite happiness. Deny what I know is true and lie in bliss. Who said that life wasn't fair was a smart man. Keep faith in a bottle, See eyes and kiss them then dottle. Cast off to see it sink, Jumping up and down then think... No one can dig it up or even catch it with a net. Slipping by and I grin. So to see a few new lives, Break a few new hearts and they'll lie. See a few burses on my arms and legs, Probably just playful and doesn't know his own strength. Or am I in denial again? Make the damned notion known but be sly, Push it into their mind. Say a few events and make it puddy in my hand. See the frown grow upon the face, Now you'll just have to leave, Please no trace. Then again you could stay but be slightly ignored, I can't stand having a puppy, can't stand having a problem to be had. So... What's next?
Duck Tape: How can you love something, that hurt you so bad? Nailing your mind to its face. No letting go as it has already injected everything into your body. You seem fine... Aren't you lucky? My love, I hurt so bad. If only there was away to kill smething, that's nonexistant then would things get better? Loving and holkding to not be the friend to me, to have loved and lost sucks and I wish it never happened to me. You seem fine... Aren't you lucky? My love, I hurt so bad. So look upon the shimering waters feel what it is to be free and alone. Enjoy the wind blow by washing away all doubs and fears. Let it dry all of those tears. You seem fine... Aren't you lucky? My love, I hurt so bad. I don't want to feel hurt by what you won't say to me. Hate the fact that we weren't meant to be. Why I can't let go of you something I'm still trying to figure out. So tell me how you were able to do this tak so many times with me... You seem fine... Aren't you lucky? My love, I hurt so bad. Why do I hurt so bad?