

The LetterI wrote you a letter, to tell you I loved you, But then I found out you lied, So I wrote you a letter, to tell you I hated you, But it all washed away when I cried.The Letter
I wrote you a letter in flesh and blood, With a razor sharp as a knife, But the doctors they saw it, and wrapped it all up, When they found me with so little life.
So I wrote you a letter, stored in my head. When I awoke in a lonely white room, But then the doctors came back, and gave me some pills, And now I forget what it said.
When I finally got home, I went to my desk, And pulled


Cold Day In JulyAwkward as the silence, Between the heartbreak and goodbye, Lovers merely hating,Cold Day In July
On this cold day in July, Abrupt as the war path, In how quickly men can die, Never truly realizing, Your whole life is passing by, Hateful as worst enemies, Caught up in differences and lies, While the greatest victories cause great tears, On this cold day in July, Burdens as the heaviest loads, Pulled by the meak and strong alike, Working towards similar goals, Undefined by might, Twisted as the darkest dreams, Tormenting by night, Being held


Letting GoHow do you go about letting go, When there is no one to catch you as you fall? The drop is too long, The impact could kill,Letting Go
But you just can't keep holding on.
How do you go about letting go,
When there's nothing new to grasp? Your reaching out for some form of help, But there's nothing there,
There's no one there.
How do you go about letting go,
When you're still tied down? Unwanted strings confine you, Choking you as you start to fall, How do you breathe?
How do you get free, &nbs


Friendship.Here I stand, seemingly emotionless, with my head against the wall. Your words have struck me for the last time. My world's about to fall.Friendship.
My eyes are closed as I listen to you, as you comment and criticize.
No one seems good enough for you, especially not me.
My mind it whirls as your words fly by. Were you just 'joking' around? Your critical phrases break me down. You're killing me word by word.
You say the word friend in a serious tone. I would kill to know your deffinition. For this is no friendship to me at all. And its torturi
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"All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to you." - Gandalf
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No one's heard a single word I've said.... They don't sound as good outside my head...
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