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Havn't updated ina while
guess thats because theres nothing to update on
same ol' same ol'
theres no stars to light my sky
no fuel for the fire in my soul
nor a plug for the bleeding wound in my heart
nothing but the feeling of loneliness and the decay of time
and it is here that I realize the repeptitiveness of my life
I still hate my step-dad. While at the same time I love him.
I still Love God, but that will never change.
I still miss Arvida, the school is filled with happy memories.
I still smoke weed, no matter how much I try and stop.
And most of all, Ironically most of all...
I still love Maria. And its still just as painfull, and just as impossible to stop loving her.
Maria, if your reading this, please don't go into freaked out mode on me
treat me as you've always treated me: as a friend.
for i fear i have become dulled by this overwhelming emptiness in my life
I see no love in this school, no possible relationships to stand the test
of time.
I wish i had another chance...but wishes are like the stars in the sky
they burn with passion, and live with fire
but they only come true when the lights go out
School's about to end, but where there is end there is no beginning
no fresh start nor another chance
you will always be out of my reach, my love
you will always be out of my reach
I do not write things like this to gain the pity of friends
I merely write things like this to show the depths of my mind.
guess thats because theres nothing to update on
same ol' same ol'
theres no stars to light my sky
no fuel for the fire in my soul
nor a plug for the bleeding wound in my heart
nothing but the feeling of loneliness and the decay of time
and it is here that I realize the repeptitiveness of my life
I still hate my step-dad. While at the same time I love him.
I still Love God, but that will never change.
I still miss Arvida, the school is filled with happy memories.
I still smoke weed, no matter how much I try and stop.
And most of all, Ironically most of all...
I still love Maria. And its still just as painfull, and just as impossible to stop loving her.
Maria, if your reading this, please don't go into freaked out mode on me
treat me as you've always treated me: as a friend.
for i fear i have become dulled by this overwhelming emptiness in my life
I see no love in this school, no possible relationships to stand the test
of time.
I wish i had another chance...but wishes are like the stars in the sky
they burn with passion, and live with fire
but they only come true when the lights go out
School's about to end, but where there is end there is no beginning
no fresh start nor another chance
you will always be out of my reach, my love
you will always be out of my reach
I do not write things like this to gain the pity of friends
I merely write things like this to show the depths of my mind.