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Monday, May 17, 2004
  empty lungs and crying faces
revenge is tasteful
life is hateful
after all the years ive sucked it up
I took your shit
we fucked it up
you took my kindness as a sign to blindly turn one eye and lie
vomit your pride
swallow a sigh
you tell me that you love me
why
next day you swear you hate my life

I swear to god I wish i could of been aborted
I cant afford to build my tomb myself
im scared
I need some help
just push me off the edge with gentle pressure
left falling through air
my body feels light as a feather
im gone forever


ive finally cracked
just send me back
color the pavement crimson black
just take all that youve given back

you dont understand how much it fucking kills me sometimes


 
  your presence builds up pressure
makes these problems last forever
when my consciounce turns to rubber
insults bounce
I heard you stutter

sometimes people just need to shut there fucking mouths, swallow all the gossip and drama, and choke on "the truth" 
Sunday, May 02, 2004
  the climax of my life is when your eyes connect with mine
when lines once drawn are stepped across and love can stop all time
when skies are bleached with humble white
when life turns perfect on a dime
when tears are saved for happy times
suppressed affection free to shine 
Saturday, May 01, 2004
   
The contents of my heart are spilled all over this page

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