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| so today i was taking a shower... its the type of shower thats a
bathtub/shower thing so you know when you dry your legs.. and how you
put one foot up .... yea it slipped and i went head first into the wall
lol!
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| emotions are doubled i guess..when we reach this age.. this state of
mind.. the care-free days of our younger years are only care-free
because we now realize it.
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| something interesting..
i pass by this bus stop on my way home from work.. one day i see this
couple sitting there, you can tell they're in love, they're kissing,
laughing, cuddling, etc. I guess its a form of relief when you live off
of el cajon and 54th and all you see are cops on every corner.. today i
pass the same bus stop.. and i see the same couple, but this time
they are sitting away from each other, frowns on their faces, and look
like they want nothing to do with one another. A lot can change in a
week.
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| "The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot"
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again. And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone. And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds. So call it quits or get a grip. Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget... You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
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