oh no, not emo kid writing...

Oct 02, 2006 00:51

I could tell such stories, I could tell such lies. I could say everything the makes me wonder.

I did say all that. I felt all that, but it was different.

I make myself hate the night. I despise the attraction, the addiction, the despair, the desolation, the isolation.

But there is love and hope. I can hear it in your voice.
I wish I could hear it all the time.
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