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I can tell she was on his mind By that stupid smile As he sat directly infront of her Acting oblivious to her presence And I was avoiding the attr..

So we race under bridges smeared with graffiti Like the pictures that litter pages of magazine Candy colored words screaming art and anger Territor..

and you just cant let ittgo pushing this past the limitt making words harsherr anger colderr we have too much of a past and noww im not gonna lau..

sometimes you have to write everything out create a master piece then highlight & press delete.

so with lips parted she takes a sip of something she can forget something that canturn her tears into clear jewels sparkling with a sadd beauty.

its coldd the winds rushing across her cheeks as she races across city streets the midnight sky dark with questions glittering like silver stars un..

we sit on this couch trying to stare into each otheres eyes trying to find reasoning and understaing im trying to find love your trying to find hop..

its like when the night comes and darkness comes washing upon my face i start to choke up and i can no longer breath and while the sun goes down, ..

i feel like im going to freak spill out every mean spirted word in my heatr scream out every dark thought and do anything i can everything im ..

sitting on my hard wood floor i picked up that book for the third time reread the same lines set it down and cried. i cant keep my mind on anythi..