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First off, i would like to start this culmination of eyes by saying...

EVERYONE! should look at my journal and then worship Alex.

And then.. i was going to say something else.. but it slipped away. So you will have to guess until next time eyes.

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Eulogy.

My purpose without a cure, when i stop to contemplate the cold hard facts of...

this isn't hapening
this isn't happening.

You look like you Saw a ghost my dear, two havlves of the same shell, ghost. A figment ghost. My ghost.

This is a...
a...

another Anne for the disection of the eyes. Please eat your fill but don't touch.

( cold,eternal )

I wish you could paint my like you did last september. When it was your bed, and my house. Even though it's been a year since, it will never be more then a year away...

Sometimes i play that song, and close my eyes, and see you stuck there.

Momment... momment...

A collection of you in momments, i can't forget the moments.

I wish i could sleep it all away eyes ( Read more... )