Its nights like tonight that showed me you’re real I gave you my heart and you allowed me to feel We talked all we could as time slipped away It’s time for you to go, I begged you to stay If we were a puzzle then the pieces fit right My tears felt so warm when I told you goodnight. So here I stand, just the guy on the side Quietly watching as time passes by Coming and going they
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So… It’s 8am right now… everyone is passed out, bodies scattered around like a war hit. A heavy mixture of alcohol and marijuana, a night to be remembered on such a large scale in such a small world. So, it was hard for me Lori, to sit down and talk to you again after how badly I was hurt. I sat there and used everything I had left in me, to believe your words, and remember the good. Trying
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There she is again as she steps thru the door. She’s wearing a smile that I can’t help but adore. Walking tall and taking her time, knowing that life is made up of rhymes. She’s home at last the stars shine bright, hidden within them a poem that feels right. Offering the words that comfort her soul, taking her somewhere that she can feel whole. She’s up on stage where her heart beats so hard, her hands start to shake,
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So here I am sitting alone again, seems like forever since I saw a smile, only bits and pieces of forever seem to be wandering around this house. I’m closing my eyes and crossing my fingers hoping that this is not another one of those times that everything comes apart and we are left drowning in endless oceans of our own tears and self-regret. I feel trust issues are heightening, things are getting closer and closer to that
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So, it has been forever and a day since I have taken the time to sit down and write in my journal. I wish I could give some sort of excuse, but I really cannot. Lately life has been kind of moving slow, which to be honest I enjoy because I was sick of it moving so fast and me being left behind. This weekend, although NOTHING was accomplished it was nice to spend time at home with some
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The name Erik creates an overly sensitive nature which causes you to sense and feel far more than you can understand or put into words. You have a deep, artistic, and creative side which shows through a love for music and literature. Writing is a more natural mode of expression for your deeper thoughts and feelings than the spoken word. You have an ability to concentrate and work intently on anything which holds your interest. However, you prefer to avoid
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So I guess Lori is right, every time you are finally up, something comes around and kicks you right back down where you belong. My vacation technically started last night, with plans of something lavish and exciting it all came to a screeching halt when the transmission in my grand prix started to slip. Hoping that it was a simple problem easily fixed, I set it aside until today when I wanted to go to have it looked at. Unfortunately,
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So, it has been forever and a day since I wrote in here, I am pretty sure that no one except Lori reads it anyways but I will take some time and write down a little about my life and what has been going on. Things have been on a roller coaster lately, up and down pulling negative G’s that could send a NASA pilot into a whirlwind. I have been so close to an edge that jumping off
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Close my eyes as the river runs red, the skies lined in darkness and the trees set on fire. the earth comes to a screaming halt as the world we knew comes to an end. Forget your dreams, your promises now broken, forget those you love, they are all screaming and drowning in tears left behind by those lost before them. Say your prayers and hold on tight, this is the start of the rest of your life. The
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So, I was laying there in bed, staring at the ceiling with my eyes closed tight but still open wide. Thinking hard about everything that is anything and wondering where this dream ends, and reality begins. It seems to me like this life is either too good or not good enough, it is hard to find a happy medium where no one is sad, and no one is afraid. So, I need to get out of this house, one
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