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Too manyI have too many pens.. not enough friends. If I start writing my thoughts down, will I lose them? (my mind) Will I believe them?
If I write my thoughts down, will I find demons? I need to know. Don't I? Or do I wait and see. Wait to explode.
Am I being not smart again? (yes) I have too many purses and clocks and thoughts. Maybe socks too.. Too many
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Can'tI'm suffocating.
Can’t do this.
Can’t go there.
Can’t talk.
Can’t say that.
Don’t say that.
Don’t mind that.
Don’t look.
Don’t care. Don’t feel. Just pretend ok? But I do look and I do go there and I do say those things.
It’s because I care.
I do mind and I do look and I see.
And it makes me crazy.
It makes you crazy.
But I can’t say that I can’t think that I can’t write that The things I see say 'I love you and I want the world to see' The things Can't
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Goodbye?Goodbye? Nothing good about it Good is a lie Bye is now the truth I just said goodbye to the love of my life For good No more hellos No more mornings No more letters No more kisses No more hugs No more touches.. No more anything How do you let go? Someone tell me Is there something out there that hurts more
because I need it I need something to hurt more than this So this won’t hurt so bad What now Find someone? Sounds easy Won’t do it Can’t do it Watching it disappear now.... Wa Goodbye?
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What I pray for..It’s hidden. Behind a stone wall. Locked away where its dark. I cant see it, but I know its there. I still feel it. Sometimes, sometimes when I’m not watching, when my guard is down, it grabs me and takes me where I don’t want to be. It stabs at me. It bleeds me. It’s painful, always painful. It stabs deep, and twists my insides. I am strong but, I cry out. Finally I get angry. And stab back with my anger. And I’m able to lock it away again. Until next time. Until I’m not watching. I What I pray for..
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What we doI wanted to write a song A song about pain and love A song about him and me. Everytime I get started pieces of my heart fall on the page. I try to write around them But the blood smears the words, so I start over. I start over without him. He wants to stay as friends He’s moved on and past He wanted out fast. So many girls want his eyes on them But my heart isn’t in a friendly frame today and it doesn’t want friends. I put his pictures away. I can’t look in those eyes Those eyes owned my dreams. They once held dreams that What we do
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SometimesSometimes things happen that take you by surprise.
Or take your breath away. Things happen that hurt. That devastate your mind.
Your heart. And sometimes things happen that make you feel out of control of your life.
That leave you with such a sense of loss that it’s almost impossible to even cry. It feels like getting the air forced out of your lungs and you can’t take a breath.
And you don’t want to. Wishing there was something that could take away this feeling.
Or replace it. But there is nothing. But the feeling of loss. Sometimes
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Sun Sep 7, 2008, 1:30 PM

Mood: Joy
Listening to: The washing machine
Reading: Stephen King
Drinking: Coffee

Always moving forward

New job, new friends, new stresses. Life moves forward but you have to remember where you came from and keep the lessons you learned. You make friends, lose some. Keep some. If you're lucky, best friends stay forever

Family sometimes moves out of our life because of misunderstandings or mistrust. Or other things. But it's life. Deal with it and move on to the other things that you can attend to. At my age I have learned to ask more for what I want and turn down things I don't have to do.
I think after a time you've earned the right not to be a sheep anymore you know? For those of us that have been there anyway.
Okay, rambling done.

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Current Residence: Middle of Nowhere, Texas
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Oh, you know
Interests: Family, writing, working, living and MOVIES
Favourite movie: Latest: Becoming Jane
Favourite band or musician: Bon Jovi, Nickelback, Hinder etc.
Favourite genre of music: Rock baby!
Favourite artist: Bruce at the moment
Favourite poet or writer: Can't tell, it would embarrass them
Favourite style of art: Anything. Absolutely.
MP3 player of choice: Whichever one I have with me
Wallpaper of choice: Water, ocean, etc.
Favourite game: Anything free
Favourite cartoon character: Top Cat
Personal Quote: I'm trying to be a kinder, gentler me. Trying.
Tools of the Trade: Brain, keyboard, journal. All 3 limited capacity

Email: mmmxit@aol.com

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~Acoustic-Sunset Nov 1, 2009, 8:12:08 AM

ths a lot

~steven8says Mar 30, 2009, 10:04:35 PM

Thanks for being my first fave on that pic.

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~steven8says Sep 25, 2008, 10:48:09 AM

Ha Ha Scuba Steve!!!!

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~Hoppinka Jul 11, 2008, 9:31:23 AM

Thank you very much for the favourites..

~cristleclear Jun 9, 2008, 4:41:22 AM

Thank you so much for the fave!

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*jotamyg Jun 9, 2008, 2:59:48 AM

hello!! Thank you for the :+fav : on [link]

Glad to know you enjoyed the picture!

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~genry31 May 21, 2008, 7:52:06 PM

Thanks a million for the

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