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I'm look'n @ this man in the mirror. And I don't like the image. Regretting things I did bad. I swear I never meant it. I'm try'n to change my ways. Mike I know. I always say that. Til I'm betrayed.
"The last time you came to see me there were anchors in your eyes, hardback books in your posture. You were the five star general of sureness, a crisp white tuxedo of a man.
You told me you loved me. I still wanted more. You said i was beautiful. And i pushed you on the floor. You bought me nice things. Though i didn't appreciate. You spent all your money on me.
They always told me, "Don't forget". I always did forget. They always told me, "Don't regret". I always did regret. I also remember the things I regret. Every Little Last God-damned Detail.
A curse, a curse upon my being. A pox upon the laid down bodies of those I once loved.
I wake up in the morning and I open my eyes I look out the window and up to the skies and I wonder, is this all there is.
My body's Weary, My eyes have gone bleary, I'm tired to the bone. My end arrives nearly, And so I see clearly, I've past sins to atone.
I didn't mean to, But I did, all the same, I didn't do it for money, For laughs or fame. I didn't mean to do it, I don't know why you're mad, If you look back at it, Was it so bad.
I have to believe that someday I will get over you. I have to believe that when I say I'm over you, I will truly mean it and believe it.
It's been 44 hours and everything has changed. Just 44 hours and what we had we don't have, what we were we are no longer. And the worst part is that I can't even remember why.
Dear You, He writes to you about ancient history. Part of him still honestly believes that what transpired was best for everyone. One part still rankles.
Did I forget to tell you, how wonderful you are How much I need you whether near or far. Did I forget to tell you, how I love the smell of you How great you are in all that you do.
Please accept my apologies, wonder what would have been Would you've been a little angel or an angel of sin. Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys.
If I'd just pressed cancel. On that first game invite. If I'd just said I'm busy. Instead of meeting that night. If I'd just refused. To be the other man. If I'd held my heart back.
I regret what I said, I didn't mean it at all. I was just mad, I don't want to brawl. I regret what I did, When I said those words. Like a slap in the face, I couldn't of said worse.
Looking in the past, I wished to blame someone. Not remembering how to love, feelings of confusion made me numb.
I'm the knowing eyes you look into, Your fears are relived. I watch you with the fear you look at me. Replaying to you all you did.
I sat in bed, listening to the rain hit the window, reflecting on the past. It was a warm day, about 6 months ago, I had a friend who was a bit of a slut.
I stare at the beads, Lying on the floor. Scattered around, From our fight before. I stare at the china, Smashed at the wall. When I threw those plates, At you in our brawl.
Can you be forgiven, If the person isn't here. Their aura still a presence, A memory so clear. A friendship was not two way, I never knew it then. But now I cannot call him, Or ask him why and when.
I'm a oceanid of the waves, Cast on to the green land. How I long to be in those whirlpools, To feel the seaweed flow through my hands. But I betrayed its master, And basked in the hot sun.
To go back, And change the past, This simple thing, Is all I ask. To return, To a life once great, Keep it good, Not make a mistake.
Romeo "Who was your first kiss?" She said "The first person I ever kissed was a girl called Kate. We'd been friends for a while." "Was she cute?" "Very.
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