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Saturday, May 27, 2006
270506


i may be with the best bunch of people arnd,
the surrounding laughters are jst insufficient t penetrate into this empty heart.
your words nvr meant a thing, your actions belong to six year olds.
claim that you care, you sent me not love but lies.
im holding on to emptiness and a fake self.
i'd love t join the bustling crowd,
but my mind is filled with nothing but you.
i despise the way you took my whole world over, and smash it into little pieces.
while i fix those pieces in the rain i realised the pieces dont match.
youve put in some different pieces.
some other person's picture.
nothing was ever about you.
well since when was it mine.
if i could find a passing aquaintance t pour my sorrows t,
wouldnt it be great.
wouldnt i have somebody to share my cryings with.
those endless nights i spend on my bed,
the wild thoughts that raced through my mind at lightning speed,
i could not fathom why ive ever loved a man so much.
so much im lying to myself without a care,
i deceived the people arnd me who'd do anything t wipe a smile across my face,
when you wouldnt.
while in such pain and agony,
i wear a mask with a smile on it, you tell me your fantasies and dreams.