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Sunday, October 22, 2006

'0040HRS morning
so please dont ask me how
i ended up at my wits end...
and breaking down
pages torn from books we never read
cause we're plugged into this grid
dont pull this plug right now ..
.. or then we'd reeally have to live

when i die.. will they remember not?
what i did, but what i haven't done.
it's not the end that i fear with each breath
it's life that scares me to death
when we built these dreams on sand
how they all slipped through our hands
and this might be our only chance
let's take this one day at a time
i'll hold your hand if you hold mine
the time that we kill keeps us alive

your words won't save me now.
i'm at the edge feeling the sweat drip from my brow.
get a grip on yourself is what they say,
every hour every day.
hands over my ears,
i've been screaming all these years

we came in search of answers
we left empty handed again
shots fired into the sky... are
now returning
where the fuck will you hide!?
from the laughter in the closet, some alive
but the door hinges are squeaking letting in thin shards of light.
and now our hands extending outward,
quiet comfort they invite,
and do we dare take what they offer?
do we step into the light?


rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated -
rise against


'1520HRS afternoon
came back from guitar n_n learn neww songs =D
chasing cars - snow patrol
dirty little secrets - all american rejects

im a noob ^^", still.

leet me know that i've done wrong,
when i've known this all along, i go around
a time or two, just to waste mytime with you,
tell me all that you've thrown away,
find out games you dontt wannaaa playyyy
you arrrrreee thee only one thattt neeeeeds to knowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
i'll keep you myy dirty little secret
dont tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
hope that you can keeep it my dirty little secreeet

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