sappy unhappy where were you?
December, you grabbed me and pulled me away left me hanging by my eyelids in the silence of all those Friday nites where I couldn't tell if they were my friends or not so I laughed...hopefully they would offer me a cake and I could share it w/all those who walked w/me to the plank before I threw myself off. And I appreciate the laughter you left in my throat.
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Why is the upside to all of this the promise that someday I will shine. Is there even a promise? Just wondering what keeps me crawling from scar to scar...the Saint Brains will rise again maybe and the battle will continue another day.
December, you grabbed me and pulled me away left me hanging by my eyelids in the silence of all those Friday nites where I couldn't tell if they were my friends or not so I laughed...hopefully they would offer me a cake and I could share it w/all those who walked w/me to the plank before I threw myself off. And I appreciate the laughter you left in my throat.
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Why is the upside to all of this the promise that someday I will shine. Is there even a promise? Just wondering what keeps me crawling from scar to scar...the Saint Brains will rise again maybe and the battle will continue another day.

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(hehe, not really mad, just putting more power behind the threat)