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seth, your father.: Last song I'm wasting on you
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Thursday, September 30, 2010. Last song I'm wasting on you. Here's the thing, we started out friends. It was cool, it was all pretend. I dedicated, we took our time. It wasn't long till I called you mine. But I never hear you say, 'I just wanna be with you.' Guess you never felt that way. Then again, all you'd ever hear me say is how I picture me with you. That's all you'd ever hear me say. But you know what? Since you've been gone, I can breathe for the first time. I'm so moving on.
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seth, your father.: Goodbye to you
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Wednesday, October 6, 2010. Let him know that you know best. Cos after all you do know best. Try to slip past his defence. Lay down a list of what is wrong. The things you've told him all along. And pray to God that he hears you. Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend. Somewhere along in the bitterness. I would have stayed up with you all night. Had I known how to save a life. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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seth, your father.: Why do you have to make it worse?
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Monday, October 11, 2010. Why do you have to make it worse? Just that one simple yet powerful word. Which will never ever be heard. You wrote it in the letter. Cos you couldn't say it right to my face. Give me that Sunday School answer. Does it hurt to know that I'll never be there? Bet it sucks to see my face everywhere. It was you who chose to end it like you did. I was the last to know. You knew exactly what you would do. Don't say you simply lost your way. They may believe you but I never will.
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seth, your father.: No direction
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010. All day staring at the ceiling,. Making friends with shadows on my wall. All night hearing voices telling me. That I should get some sleep because. Tomorrow might be good for something. Talking to myself in public,. Dodging glances on the train. I know they've all been talking about me. I can hear them whisper and it makes me. Think there must be something wrong with me. Out of all the hours thinking,. Somehow I've lost my mind. Feeling like I'm heading for a breakdown.
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