Sunday, December 31, 2006

not even bruises will blossom upon my flesh
can't cease my blood from thickening to dirt in my veins
my eyes from clouding
my heart from breaking.
why wont you fucking turn around?
why wont you fucking take my hand and tell me its okay.
my bones are crushed powder and lye
my lips are numb

i couldnt stop loving you if i tried.

Monday, December 25, 2006

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today, was the loneliest day.
today, i would cut off my hands to hear your voice, dad.
take my hand, someone, anyone.
....
no amount of liquor will slow my tears.
fuck the holidays.
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Yesterday I saw you
I wonder if you saw me too
If your heart sunk
And the world seemed to fall apart
If you noticed the sky falling down around me
As I stood beneath that street light


You pulled up to the red light and put out your cigarette
"Don’t leave me now" was playing; you turned to me and said
"How could you go, when you know how I need you,"

The light turned green and you sped off

Pink Floyd was playing and you were singing alone

Leaving me
Wanting nothing more than to throw open the door
And tell you to just drive

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