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Sat 10/10/09 10:57 AM
I'm moving on
I'm trying to be strong
With the people in my life there for me
With them they help me see clearly
Since I can't pick the strong things to do
They help me with things that I can undo

There are people in my life that somewhat care
But knowing me I wouldn't dare
Do anything to scare them away
Since now they apparently are now family, right now this very day.
Some are here when I need them to be
Then again others I just don't even want to see

The people in my life I hold very dear
Can easily stab me in the back with a spear
But they seem to help me more when in times of need
So with them I can achieve
The things in life that wasn't presented to me in the past
But with them as my family and friends everything will last.

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Fri 10/09/09 04:56 PM
Awe thank you =]

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Fri 10/09/09 04:51 PM
Yeah I jinxed myself in writing this awhile ago, but I just felt like posting this up so some of you guys can read it.



You hold my hand and I look into your eyes
Picturing the moment when I lose your love I surely will break down and start with my cries
Knowing this I would like to show you the ways
How I spend every waking moment thinking of the past days
When we first met, when we first kissed I felt accompished
I want to tell you that you are one of my best friends
Hoping our love and friendship won't ever end
I need you in my life because you my heart and soul
When your with me I feel complete and whole
I really wouldn't know what to do if I lose you
Because your my life, my love, and my break through
Every waking moment your not with me
I wish you were because I know we are meant to be
My love for you won't ever die
Because your the one for me in my eyes.

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Mon 10/05/09 07:18 PM
Why do I feel so guilty when I'm near that stop?
Like an eternal pain that just won't drop.
Even thinking about past moments almosts makes me shed some tears
But that's all in the past and I've tried so hard, so now I'm changing gears.
Looking ahead and wondering where I'd be
Making a name for myself hoping I'll get free
From this acursed place I'm forced to call a home
More like a prison cell shaped dome
I've done so many things that should never be said
I won't ever speak of them I'd rather be dead
I write this so I can be heard and seen
Knowing that I want to be redeemed
For all the acts that I've done in the past
Knowing nothing in my life will ever last.
Thinking about irrelavent moments during my lifetime
But knowing moments are spent away like a nickel or dime.