Sunday Mar 14, 2004

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i hope his come lays heavy in your vestibule
i hope you know you're better off without me
i hope you know you're not
and you the new one i hope his come lays heavy in your vestibule
and you not so far i hope your crippled lover does it better
i could only do as much as i could
ive erred ive made self obsessed charachter changes take over what i am
honestly cant find me in love it seems
or atleast i dont know myself that well even thought i cant look away
form the train wreck that holds me so close
i broke my promise to you and im sorry
i lied to you
you carried the babe of another and im glad you wouldnt let me carryu him for you
you who i love from afar
and you the new one i hope his come lays heavy in you
i hope standing becomes a herculean effort
and you the one with sexual frustration gave my pen new direction
my first novel will bear thanks to you
and you the new one the lost child the death threat battered wife
i hope his come lays heaviest in you
you the bright shining light of my life
and the almost new one the valentines victor the middleschool note giver
the strong one who cowers from bad news
who i could never get close to even thought i was inside of you
i hope for nothing but happiness and a better choice of words
and a respect for what ive become in respect to you
i hope you the first live in oblivion of me for i broke your heart willingly to try and save you greater pain
but you the most recent i hope his weight laden come wakes you from your deadly slumber
you already slapped your past lover
twice with men of the same name
he couldnt hurt me if he killed me
only god and i have the choice to surrender my being
terrible anger and hate fills me up and i shake inside from the barely holding chains
i pray for my resolution to hold and it fills me with anger and hate
for you and blind fury for the hole you fill with dirt, braggardly dirt
i hope his come lays so heavy that you may never rise
i hope that being fucked from behind hurts you too
and youll try to love me again and find me gone
piracy:
not bad - seems rough however, like a very first draft. some good words though.

literary criticism aside.

she's not the best, she was just the best choice. the best avaliable.

did you fall in love when i wasn't looking? if so, sorry, but you screwed up.

i made a recommendation, i recommended her, as an alternative to being heartbroken. i like her, well enough, but i'm liable to believe what she told you.

maybe all my advice is shit - maybe you should have nailed her when you had the chance - maybe it's all my fault.

but really, i don't think this is so bad. even the vehemence and vitriol, all this is good for you.

but i don't like the bulletin board angst. we need a new survey, or the jackson flash.

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