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May 11, 2007, 12:47 AM
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subtle smooth quiet request
forgetting the ever pounding distress your tormenting me ripping me into the clouds killing me slowly cant see the future i cant see you im passing out from too much of you you have no regrets you have no more passions no more life no more me im all gone im all done you are my alcohol you are my razors you are my pills you are my father and you are my addiction oh dear god
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#2
May 11, 2007, 01:36 AM
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please dont be offended and yell at me cuz i posted this....
 i was going to delete it ....but its very very tender right now... and i think i NEED it here....please be gentle with your remarks if you have any...im sorry
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"You look at me, and you dont like what you see. But this is the price of living with you, Mother. " - White Oleander |
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May 14, 2007, 09:33 AM
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The ceiling at 2 in the morning
I can fool you, I can even fool my wife. I can fool myself at 6 in the evening But not that ceiling to save my life. I can talk a good game, Make noises that pass for light. I can run that game on you, But not that ceiling in the dead of night. God's greatest gift is pain, my cup did run over with spite. And never was that gift clearer, Than on that ceiling late at night. I could not hide from it, I could not pretend it did not know. The ceiling just stared down mutely, At the mask-less fraud below. The truth will set you free, Or so I have heard. The ceiling was my teacher. Though it never uttered a word. Yet as I lay beneath it's gaze, My last sham fallen away. I came to that lowly place Where failure alone holds sway. In defeat I found freedom, That great gift came without warning. In loss a great victory was mine. lying under that ceiling at 2 in the morning. Richard |
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#4
May 15, 2007, 03:41 AM
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(((inny)))
my sweet precious inny love is what i give to u any day no matter what is said or what is done i will love you always and forever ur my friend ur my twing we suffer we survive till we suffer again and then come out victorious from the battle of our lives |
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#5
May 15, 2007, 08:34 PM
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inny and shadow walker i wish i could take away your pain and mine and all the others suffering in here right now and always.
i can only offer you my hand and my love jinny xoxoxoxxo |
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