I, for one, enjoyed that poem. I'm thinking your extensive vocabulary confused everyone who read it, 'cause no one else commented on it. Haha, or maybe I just love you alot?
shes addicted to that feeling the sting of black and salt hes addicted to the meaning of her sadness guilt and fault the thing that keeps them going is the misery that brings us down the drink in heroine tears (bad)
oh its not about anyone. just was thinking about a song that had to do with that topic... suprisingly its by dido. You think you are complicated, deep mystery to all. Well it's taken me a while to see, you're not so special. All energy, no meaning, with a lot of words. So paper thin that one real feeling could knock you down. So see you when you're 40, lost and all alone, Being comforted by strangers you'll never need to know. Not sad because you lost me, But sad because you thought it was cool to be sad. You think misery will make you stand apart from the crowd, well if you had walked past me today I wouldn't have picked you out.
yah fucking lyrical genius. anyway. it could be about a lot of people. maybe even myself. different ways to look at it.
wow you and all your friends are seemingly the same. i guess you're not as understanding as i thought you were, because if you were you would know nobody loves being miserable. but again... you dont know me. its too bad you took on such a cynical attitude though i always liked you. and i never stopped
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you'd be surprised
apparently "canadians suck"
fucking yanks.
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-Z
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im gonna miss you :(
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but i dont recall using extensive vocabulary in it
unless the reader is really dumb.
ha
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in fact...
well you know what i think
but yes, we are made for eachother. :)
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the sting of black and salt
hes addicted to the meaning
of her sadness guilt and fault
the thing that keeps them going
is the misery that brings us down
the drink in heroine tears
(bad)
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maybe im just not being perceptive but...
whos it about?
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You think you are complicated, deep mystery to all. Well it's taken me a while to see, you're not so special. All energy, no meaning, with a lot of words. So paper thin that one real feeling could knock you down. So see you when you're 40, lost and all alone, Being comforted by strangers you'll never need to know. Not sad because you lost me, But sad because you thought it was cool to be sad. You think misery will make you stand apart from the crowd, well if you had walked past me today I wouldn't have picked you out.
yah fucking lyrical genius.
anyway. it could be about a lot of people. maybe even myself. different ways to look at it.
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i guess you're not as understanding as i thought you were,
because if you were you would know
nobody loves being miserable.
but again... you dont know me.
its too bad you took on such a cynical attitude though
i always liked you.
and i never stopped
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