[09 Mar 2007|02:19am] [ music | ahhh everything! ] ( apparently, 'those were the days' ) 1 comment|post comment

i think in badly written poem [09 Mar 2007|06:44pm] [ music | track 7 ] thoughts left unknown to the ones not thinking.  words left unsaid to the ones not speaking.  feelings left unknown to the ones not touched.                                                                     felt.                                                                      feeling.                                                                       ..                                                                       fleeing.  as with most slappings, it's the one whose struck who wins the match.  --   it's you  it's you  it's you  it's you  i hear it. do you hear it?   it's you  it's you  it's you  it's you  i don't hear it.  fuck- i'm crazy.  went to bed knowing what i wanted.  went to sleep knowing what i needed.  'cause i'm just a little girl,  in a small world,  in a big world,  in her own world.  you'll listen to me, finally.  when they're the last words you hear,  finally.  finally. post comment

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