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Hazardous To Your Health
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CONFUSED AND STILL TRYING!
Here. A little sympathy for you to waste on me ( Read more... ) -
Hard To tell Myself About This Beautiful Mess
Who's dream was it ( Read more... ) -
Pick Me Up
What to do when all is lost? But wait it isn't lost. The end was there but the love was still there too... I am still not as happy as I was when this began but things did get better once he figured out that I could leave them if he drove me to it. But there are so many things he does now that seem to be embedded within a mound of lies. Where is he ( Read more... ) -
End of the Road
The feelings that were once felt for you, my love and only savior, have fleeted from my heart and landed in my mind. And there they have died and left this relationship where it began, in a bed of sin and passion. The passion has also left, though, and the sins will always remain. Love is not based on sex and lust alone, yet you and I have based a ( Read more... ) -
Appreciation for things undone
To tell you how I feel when you aren't around is the worst aspect, which I seem to like to lean towards. I forget to say how much you are appreciated for the things you don't do in respect and love for me. You give me a glimpse of such thanks when I don't do things that may have easily gone unnoticed. I write this to show you, for probably the ( Read more... ) -
Hope to be hopeful
Now what is there to 'hope' for ( Read more... ) -
Arguments That ARE Successful
Driven to smoke, driven to drink, driven to drive straight off a cliff. Head-on into traffic to a razor's sharp, gently ending edge. Arms caring, not, to be mistaken for listening. Fake it all, believe it more. To release, one, two, long drawn out explanations for things that undermine, three take it back, endless, slumbers, showers, shots, ( Read more... ) -
I've Come To Talk To Darkness
Slowly the pen touches paper in the guidance of the words that you write, memories roll in of the things you once did, and who you had shared them with, is somebody thinking of you. Did I bother telling you this, with the words that cross teeth and jump lips? A poor choice of words in wanting to tell you anything but words don't come with ease they ( Read more... )
