Four
i'm reaching for the phone to call at 7:03
and on your machine, i slur a plea for you
to come home but i know it's too late.
i should have gave you a reason to stay.

One
death must be so beautiful. to lie in the soft
brown earth, with the grasses waving above
one's head and listen to silence. to have no
yesterday and no tomorrow. to forget time,
to forgive life, to be at peace for once.

Fourteen
in my memory i wrote you down in
ink. i never wanted to erase your
story even with the tragedy it brings.

Nine
so she'll turn away from all her problems
she knows distance can't make hearts fonder

Eight
courage is not the absense of
fear but the judgement of some
thing that is more important.

Eight
you listen to some pretty bad music,
you can't match your clothes and
you walk like a girl but i love you.

Twelve
stop swallowing glass just to
cough up blood for attention

Nomatter what i do.i always forget.to forget you.
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&& THERE SHE iiS AGAiiN;;
SiiTTiiNG AL0NE iiN
HER R00M LiiSTENiiNG
T0 L0VE S0NGS.
THiiNKiiNG AB0UT HIM;;
WiiSHiiNG HE WAS THERE.

I guess thats its typical, to cling to memories
you'll never get back again, and to sort through
old photographs of a summer long ago.