.and:a...i.have.it.all.planned.out..and:a..
it'll be okay, and i'll show you how.
watch everything you know change:::back into a familiar face: in a space that's warm. where the only letters are "u" and "i". with/a/bowl/of/hotel/condiments/ and a fucked up love song plays all
too quietly on the jukebox. and the waitress' hair is 3 inches too high. (a fake peroxide blonde).
you look in the menu, but i look in your eyes.
it smells like cheap memories here:yet here we sit. in a place that's/foreign. in a place that's/broken.
i can't force you to [love] me, lik
I Built a BridgeI built a bridge around myself To keep the bad things out I poisoned all the good in me To keep from being touched I cried my tears into a jar To keep up on a shelf So if I need some inspiration I can pour them out I bled my emotions for a man To keep my body cold And if I need to warm back up I'll have someone to hold If fear and pain are brothers, And love and hate are the same I'll wrap them up in a crimson blanket To hide them from the rain And if it rains these tears I cried Or all the blood I drained I'll fall apart And letI Built a Bridge
Hello Again
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this isn't art.
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(disregard the past few days.)
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Silence wraps around my head like everything I've never said..
And now you die.
Or not, but oh well. Anyway, hey.
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I wonder, if I had met you earlier in my life, do you think that we would have been friends?
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And we'll fly, and we'll fall, and we'll burn.....
You sure comment a lot on here.. how come so few pieces by you?
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Silence wraps around my head like everything I've never said..
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And we'll fly, and we'll fall, and we'll burn.....
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Johnny
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