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Monday, May 2, 2005


   I love stuff... to write
Anialation, execution, my own illousion, take my hand so that I may lead you to the promissed land.
Ok the long one;
Why cant I breeth when I think of you. Why cant I remember who I am thinking of. I long to see you one more time, but I dont know who you are.I long to hold you in my arms, but Im afraid your too far away.
(chor.)
Your too far away, oh how I am blinded by my everything. Every day I awake, every so called step I take.Theres not a second that goes by that I dont wish you were here. Here besides me, tell me what you will, scorn me till the die I die, and Ill admit I never will.

Time ticks away, the hour glass breaks, Im looking out the window into eternity and all I see is your face. I though thought I wiped you out of my mind. but you keep finding your place back there. Its like a dream that bothing is every what it seems.
(chor. times 2 and fade)



Lol Im so happy and hyper Im back and I had such a good time writing stuff. Im on page 98 of my favorite story Im writing... Yay Im so happy, I ended up sleeping in the laundry room in the condo me and 5 friends stayed in. 5 bed rooms, 2 bathrooms, 1 liveing room, 1 kitchen and a dineing room plus a balcony! It was soo fun!!

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