I'd like to say, that you're my only fear. And when I dream, it slowly disappears. And when I wake, I'm right here by your side; To feel your heart, beat in and out of time.
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Friday, December 10, 2010

Magnet for Misery.

Everything I want is always slipping away.

People leave me. Don't want me. Hurt me simply because they can. I'm grasping at air. Nothing I want is ever solid. Nothing I want ever stays with me. Is there something I'm doing wrong? Does some cosmic force in the universe just want me to be tortured?

I feel so lost. So helpless. But I want it so badly. I'd do anything to feel how happy I do in those few moments all the time. Anything.

But I'm grasping at air.
It's all I ever do.
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