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I'm getting the Evanescence cd, Fallen. Yay me! 4laugh YAY ME! 4laugh
I'm gonna sing Hello or Missing or Imaginary for the talent show. Vote on which song I should do, because I can't choose! Help me out.
Here's a poem I wrote. Enjoy.
Homicide and Heartbreak
I'll try to write everything I've done to make myself at least
Presentable, not resentable, or at most almost complete
It may take a year, sometimes two, or five, maybe centuries
But I can't risk losing you because I was afraid to make a scene
I think I've had enough of this before you send another one
Another one of those small reminders that say I'm done
During my time without any lights, I've come to not need help
And I think I've gotten used to lying to my friends, you and myself
My friends are always there for me whenever I'm falling through
But the only person I would really come back up to is you
Somehow, I think my life is a mix of all those love songs
You know, one of those the radio plays too much and for too long
I think I've done enough damage for a day but maybe if it's God's will
I'll be able to remember you when I'm old and this hole in me will fill
I wish I could say this all to your face because I know how weird this can be
I hope and dream to laugh and die without thinking you hate me
If you're reading this and you understand, I've got so much more to say
If only every simple time I saw you would take your breath away
That's pretty much every time I see you, I think and we both know
That every time you send a message it's only for show
By the way, I'll understand if you never want to see me again or soon
But I had to get this out somehow and I don't like adding salt to a wound
If I've managed to change your mind in the slightest idea or thought
Tell me, don't leave me me here, unopened in this spot
I love you, I'd die for you, and, please, don't you doubt or deny
I only killed her because I love you, so please my dear, don't cry
If you're still reading this, my hope, my love, I hope you understand
That homicide and heartbreak walk along together, holding hand in hand
It may take a year, sometimes two, or five, maybe centuries,
You will forgive me entirely, but I'm not sure when that'll be
I just want to let you know, my light, and help you understand
That homicide and heartbreak go hand in hand
Your Lord and Master,
Lois
 LongWayHome · Fri May 05, 2006 @ 03:42am · 0 Comments |
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