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I want to write you something you will remember, because in your mind is where I belong, something not so reminiscent of a life long December, this is for bearing with me and staying strong. You are not the first, hopefully your the last, and though it was not rehearsed, feelings were amassed. Day after day I've become closer to you, and you have given me hope of better nights, its the little things you do, the way nothing changes when we turn off the lights. I'm glad I made mistakes, and I'm glad I have regrets, because after two heart breaks, it seems I have paid my debts. The years have worn on me, but you smile as if nothing befor

He paces, calmly around the room, remembering too many faces, on the couch a cover of gloom. In her head, lover hasn't felt real hurt, nor enough to feel dead, lover finally sees she's dirt. Alone never felt so right, never felt so sedating, and when she sees the light, I won't be there waiting. December was the end, nothing changed, but the direction of the wind, and the family estranged. January came, a breath of fresh air, the fear was the same, but contentment was found in the final flare. Four months of distance, change is for the better, this is not a pretense, just a few words of wisdom from the author.

The better part of me is at rest, I'll be sleepless. How can this be best, when every part is a mess? Existing is a chore, the better part of me is moving forward, but I'm having trouble walking through an open door, all because I've kept this pain harbored. Every memory is covered in dents, but I know this isn't you, this is a doppelgangers laments, the absence of care in your eyes was a clue. The better part of me is out of reach, ignoring my existence, even the most heart felt speech, is met with none but resistance. Ridiculous as it may be, I don't believe that it was meant to be this way, patience is what I want for me, I'll see

"One of these days, I may disappear, and I may never come back." My heart is ablaze, you might find it to be queer, but it desires what I lack, a healthy mind, strong religous beliefs, a love pure and kind, those are casual reliefs, sought out for the hope of a better life, and times that I could only hope for. I remember untrodden strife, a piece of me that was absolutely sure. As if I saw my destiny in the stars, or watched what I let go of come back, maybe I just found hope in Mars, even so I still hear my bones break with a soul-shattering crack. I set off for Alaska tonight, in my ear I hear music, I will be out of this state be

Torn between decision and my dream, my lady and my fear, with light she gleams, though her intentions remain unclear. Earlier I found my face in my hands, "Is this really the life I want?" And so the first punch lands, but I must continue to act nonchalant. It is not my lady in doubt, it is however the promise, Baby I can make you shout, you decide if you want this. Walking down the road in the dark of night, its cold this month of December, "We're only human... Right?" "I can't remember..." Smiles and her laughter, the only thing I've been waiting for, and shes the girl I've been chasing after, she is the goddess spoken of in folk-l

Three months from now I'll see three years passed, three years of nothing more, its a shame we couldn't make us last, the pain of that day still shakes me to the core. Seems one thing has been true all along, you don't really know what you got 'till its gone, those are just lyrics to my life's song, leaving my head as I see todays dawn. I feel the way that every child should, angry that my way is not the way it happened, I'm sad because of the "what could", but I can still pretend, that this is all just a game, that will work itself out in the end, for shame, Mr. Fellman, for shame, the end is something I fail to comprehend. As it wer

"Start with your name, we will go from there." My name is Hunter, but please call me Jace. You see we are one in the same, pulled from the womb by our hair, our family was a blur, even when we were face to face. "Tell us about when your 'problem' started, well when you first realized you were insane." It started when I found love, when I found God, I was very cold-hearted, and felt nothing but pain. I searched the heavens above, and found all things odd, Jace found me, he took me in as his own- "Who is Jace, and what did he do to you?" Jace is the man in the mirror I see, he gave me a time loan, but as is in my case, he took what h

My life was just like my death; Uninspired. I drag deeply with my last breath, see all the things that have transpired. Filled my lungs with smoke, that seemed like my only hope, I began to choke, like a runaway bride planing to elope. All around me are familiar faces, leaking for some reason, they have been some places, but here they stand at the turn of the season. I look back on how I was, shouldn't sting this much, but it does, every waking moment thinking about her touch. Night after night, wishing I could sleep, now I finally see day light, so I try to count the sheep. I miss the forbidden fruit, I selfishly lust yesterday, b

I ask "What is this feeling, that takes my breath away? Was i here from the begining? Will i feel like this everyday?" Don't look my direction, do not desire to see something good in me, 'cause i can see in my reflection, a man without a plea. I see you can't be coerced, I'll show you mine, if you show me yours first, 'cause sometimes the rain doesn't bring any shine. Especially in this case, I'm bleeding from my mouth, breath in smoke with a cyanide lace, just a boy trying to make it in the south. Feels like something ominous looming over town, ive already had a bad night, don't need to come down, just need to see the light. What a

Lets begin where i did not, green grass reaching for the sun, pass an empty parking lot, the damage has already been done. In the night, the light is gone, life is alright, as long as no one can see what we do before dawn. Show the world your hollow face, give us all a good laugh, ever give up jace, you will always be my weaker half? Thinking back on all words said, I could quit today, ask yourself "would it mean anything to the dead, if I promised you I would stay?" Every promise I get is empty, as if every truth was lie, some would say I disagree, I don't give up without giving my best try. Night comes again, same hollow face, em