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city nightsThe sound of people yelling and stereos blaring is the music of the night to me and i live for the moment, that's who i am and who i want to be. tonight is my night so don't make me fight this fight. boy you're cute but way too drunk. just let it go, i am a pro. i'd chew you up and spit you out cause i hold my own and you just don't got what it takes, i refuse to play until you raise the stakes. hear the sirens blaring? that's my cue to leave, hope you enjoy your night in juvee.
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Feb 24, 2011
Clouds.The clouds in the sky / move slowly by / I stare at them
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Feb 10, 2011
day-dreamingI think of amazing things / of aliens and secret kings / of far away lands deep beneath the sea
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Feb 10, 2011
Girls...Highheels and miniskirts / mascara and manicures / lotion and lipgloss
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Feb 10, 2011
live.Everyone says we have to me smart and thoughtful. / think before you act. / don't make any rash decisions.
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Feb 10, 2011
Love again.I can't believe this has happened to me, i swore it never would, but you broke through my walls i thought no one ever could. i tried to keep the world out didn't want to feel the pain and doubt been there in the past the happiness faded too fast i swore i wouldn't let it happen again, but now you've pulled me in. why did you have to make me fall in love again?
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Feb 24, 2011
memoriesthe memories we have slowly will fade those glorious memories colored turqoise and jade. i'll miss your laugh and beautiful smile the way you love, but all the while i'll remember the good and realize our love has been strong and true and everything i miss will be you. I said I loved you and that will always remain, even as my tears fall like rain.
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Feb 24, 2011
rainunseen, unheard, misunderstood. / abused, used, broken beyond repair. / do you see how you hurt you?
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Feb 10, 2011
slippingshe is perfect. everyone says. but she knows it's untrue.... / miss nothing, miss broken, miss empty, miss forgotten.... / if she's so perfect why does she feel so empty inside?
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Feb 11, 2011
summer skiesShadows play across his face / making shapes / my fingers itch to trace
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Feb 10, 2011
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