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Aug 19, 2005 07:39

The dreams they never stop, sometimes the bottle is the only way to keep them quite. Sometimes we do so well in our lives we fight the pain we hide inside, and for no reason there she stands in our min in our dreasm just as real as day and you wake up a little sadder then the day before not just because she is not there but because no one is there and it dawns on you that your alone, always alone. Trust is such a simple thing you would think, people used to put it above everything else and now what. It is said but never really meant, for sometimes it becomes to hard to be real any longer. "I am different. I am here for you when you need me always." The words ring out over and over, I have heard it so many times before but its never real.
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