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.: razz oem 1::.
It's Been such a Long time
it's been such a long time since I've talked to you
All the moments we had, even though it was very few
To me, those moments were something true...
It's hard to forget everything that happened
Our conversations were left..forbidden and abandoned
Wish I could make up, all the times we lost
I would re-live our little conversations, no matter what the cost...
I wish everyone saw you, the way I did through that time
Oh, what I'd give, for every penny,nickel, or dime
To get to know you better. Through the thick and thin
Through this mind torture, through this twisting spin...
I wanted so much for us to be great friends
But for all this to really end
Would be the last I could see you again
So I pray and every night I hope and I wish
That maybe one day, I'll see you again, even sometimes...
Hoping, that will meet, and remember old times.
And have the biggest grins, forgetting all our sins...
And no matter however this ends...
I'll always look back and remember...
Damn,we were the best of friends.
.: razz oem 2::.
Apparently it isn't enough
I guess, I'm not that tough
I feel beyond this point of perfection
I don't know who to look at, in my own reflection
Nobody's going to ask how I feel deep inside
Nobody's strong enough to swallow their pride.
Except me...
Because when your living up
Everybody's looking down
and falling is coming around
and I can't keep it from staying inside me
Now all I can do is sit down, and let them laugh
It isn't enough to only be half
Of who I am.
I can't dream it up, or live it down.
Because deep inside, no one's around
to listen.
I can bet that I tried so hard to pick myself up again
But now that I'm here, again will be never.
Sometimes it seems like forever...
It's not enough to be who I am, but to be some thing more.
It's not enough to cry blood, but to be something more.
It isn't enough, to lie on the floor and cry until you can't breathe.
I've been weak now, I've been tested, and now I'm weak.
So far beaten down, I'm not allowed to speak.
And it's hard to take it, but that's my place.
That part that doesn't want to see your face.
I guess, I'm not smart, and I'm not good enough.
For you.
Even though I tried.
You know it to.
So now is my time, and this is for all of you, who know to...
YOU DON'T KNOW WHO I AM
SO ******** YOU.
 Pain-Killer 4 Dead Angels · Mon Oct 15, 2007 @ 04:10am · 0 Comments |
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