An excerpt.
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Remember?
when getting high meant swinging at the playground
when protection meant wearing a helmet.
when mom was your hero and dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth.
when your worst enemies were your siblings.
when race issues were about who ran the fastest.
when war was only a card game.
when the only drug you knew was cough medicine.
when alcohol was the cooling liquid before injections .
when the only thing you smoked were the tires on your bike.
when hurt were skinned knees.
when pain was after a fight with the other boys.
when the only thing that could be broken were your toys
when goodbye meant until tomorrow.
things will be much simpler if you just take things as they are.
but you grow up.
and you open your eyes.
and you learn that there are more to it than just plain facts.
you begin to question.
you get your answers.
now.
do you like the answers that you got?
or do you wish that you didn't ask.
that you didn't know.
it would have been simpler.
to keep things simple.
yes.
it would have been.
an excerpt.
Monday, March 26, 2007
love.
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when you carried me and him.
under the rain.
all the way home.
that.
i was 6 years old.
now.
i don't think you know me anymore.
do you know that i play rugby?
do you know my grades?
do you know that i'm going to university?
do you know where i slog everyday just to make it through the month?
or is it all about that machine that you own, now?
that machine that you love more than me.
i don't need it.
you have been unreasonable.
but i'm sorry for the way i acted.
for blowing my top. badly.
i'm sorry.
but you need to do something.
you're losing me.
you're just a figure at home.
you don't leave an impact that you once did.
when i was 6 years old.
you've stopped loving me.
i feel it.
you just stopped caring.
beneathe the anger, confusion and this deplorable state.
i'm lost.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Can't you see that I wanna be
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there with open arms
It's empty tonight and I'm all alone
Get me through this one
I'm writing again
These letters to you, aren't much I know
But I'm not sleeping, you're not here
The thought stops my heart
Do you notice I'm gone
Where do you run to so far away
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
::Finch - Letters To You::
letters to you.
useless.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
when your day goes bad.
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when everything seems wrong.
when you just wana bite back.
but you can't.
20 minutes isn't a day.
petty. why?
i want to keep it strictly work relationship with you.
i don't feel that you deserve anything more.
you don't have my respect.
just to begin with.
don't make me bite back.
it will hurt so bad.
it will leave a scar so deep.
it will bleed.
on a lighter note.
2 mondays can have different dates.
dum dum.
crazy days.
Monday, March 12, 2007
not the world.
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but us.
and that's enough.
till june arrives.
something's brewing.
ready?
ready!
ok go.
finally.
we're ready.
Monday, March 05, 2007
Hey there Delilah
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What's it like in New York City
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Time Square cant shine as bright as you
I swear it's true
Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side
Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good
Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath awayI'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time that we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame
Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me
::Plain White T's - Hey There Delilah::
put it into context.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
look where we decided to go last night. and guess who we saw last night. but don't tell ok?
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shhhh.