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i see the eyes
they stab right through me
i see the whispers
and know the lies
that's what kills me...
i KNOW the lies..

i see the colors
and feel the burn
i speak the truth
and hear the voices in the eyes
i slip away
into dreams
and never wake up

take a gun to your head
and pull the trigger
cut your veins
see the cliff, jump
overdose on drugs
drop the toaster in the bathtub
tie the noose, step off the chair

i just want to bleed
i just want to cry

in the end we all lose
in the end we are all alone

i wish everybody would stop lying
i wish somebody could be relyable

the greatest thing you'll ever learn
is just to trust
and be trusted

shiver
shake
wait
may our release pardon all errors

and gravity punished her
and multiplied down on her
paralized

total confidence
doesn't exist...

beneath a waterfall
thoughts wash through me
clogging my veins
making my heart unsteady
filling me with static

i'm not sure i can make it
to the next time
the sun will shine




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On Tuesday November 21st, 2006, Instant Insanity (727) writes:
I need to know something. Is life really that bad to kill yourself over? What is worst enough in life that you cannot stand to live another minute. You can pull yourself out of anythiing. You just have to believe in yourself


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On Thursday June 2nd, 2005, bloody LOVEly (111) writes:
i have a theory that the major thing that seperates us from the rest of the animal kingdom is how we lie. a dog doesn't wag it's tail if it hates you, and a vulture won't disquise it's grotesque theivory of carcusses....


On Sunday May 29th, 2005, Forgotten Angel (474) writes:
i find..theres no trust in the world, and some ppl (like me) trust to easily and get hurt..thats the problem with the world..they need to relax..anyway..great write..very heartfelt.. -Kel



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