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i_have_lost_myself
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COLDandBLUEkitty
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i have lost myself
somewhere between myself
and your arms
i hate myself for still caring
but still i care
wanting so much for that fucking second chance
i deserve it, don't i?
the first year was filled with
fear
shyness
and trying to ignore you
cuz i thought it was a joke
the second year was of
regret
wanting
and missing your company
the third year has been filled with
anger
regret
and finaly letting it out
JOHNTHEFUCKER
we were friends
we wern't.
then i came clean
AND YOU WON'T FUCKING TALK TO ME
you lied, i'm pissed
and lost.
where am i?
this isn't me anymore..
i'm numb to everything..
including you.
i just know that i miss you
and long for your return..
and for you to again make an effort.
where the fuck am i??
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010107
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shai hulud
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"tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away"
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010107
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COLDandBLUEkitty
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nin?
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010110
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Alexander Beetle
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non
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010501
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lost
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been there done that. Yet i'm still lost. Just in a different way.
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010502
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birdmad
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someone,
put my picture on the back of a milk carton.
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010503
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unhinged
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i always thought that i was living for one thing and now that the solution has been presented to me i see that i just want to be the way i am. i'm afraid to be anything else. afraid to love him back.
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010503
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kinkazoid
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i have gone to find my self
if i return before i get back
tell me to wait for myself
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010507
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jestification
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from looking way too hard. i forgot what what whispered in my ear as a child because the elders lost their footing a long time ago with the mother.....
i'm looking...i'm searching for the answers.....and i am lost.
but i like it.
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011204
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whoknows
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yes i did
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011204
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Frozen
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I want to, but I can't find myself to do so.
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011204
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she
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Will you find me?
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020724
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reitoei
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somewhere in a labrinth of ideas, memories, experiences and emotions. somewhere, wandering the dusty, winding, twisted passage ways of perception and reality. brightly hued walls and tiled floors meld into sterile concrete around an unseen corner. each passageway streches out past all imagination, and then, suddenly, it breaks off leaving with a blank wall and a torn, faded map, revealing only a red x and the cryptic and useless text "you are here".
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020724
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phil
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today
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020729
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phil
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I suppose, much like blather has lost itself. People who use it today no nothing of it's origins, it is now just a heap, not a fresh new idea or a dream, it is so complex and alive. When we are always growing and changing how can we ever read what we wrote? To know what are you doing is worthwhile you have to know what has been done, the truth about blather.
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021013
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girl_jane
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Then I found me wiped on the door mat after being stuck to the bottom of your shoe like a piece of dog shit.
Thanks for stepping on me.
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021014
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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