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time to say good-bye...to me [Jun. 26th, 2001|07:36 pm]
dead child
[mood |tiredtired]
[music |free fallin' - T.P. & the H.B.]

would you look at me now
a self righteous bitch
with nothing to hold
twisted torn lover
with hate in her mind
disillusioned manifestation
once lusted; once loved
now nothing to no one
and no real pain to complain of
just all the fucking hate in my mind
sitting so silent with the blood
all around
once shinny silver
now blood red and dark
feeling the anger surge out of my heart and into my hand back into my flesh
and into my soul.
self haitng whore
no one ever loved you
so quick to spread, when they hold you so close
and whisper sweet words
so quick to open your mouth,
with promises sweetly spoken and broken as quick.
ugly fat bitch, you're a whore
you're a slut
everything they ever told you was right don't you know
all that unique shit they told you you were
never meant anything besides
gutter trash.
you'd bend over backwards
to help if you could
and they'd make you lick the shit from your shoes just for a laugh
and fucker it hurts to look in the mirror
to know all the things
muttered or whispered
or the things spat or the slickly spit words tumbling out of the bitches mouth were honest and true
and the light of the life you once found so bright
is steadily dying out,
being extinguished,
i'm letting go,
i'm giving in.
i won't be remembered.
how soon they'll forget
the weird little blonde girl,
with eyes of blue,
and clean cut mind.
how soon they'll forget i was once their best friend, their lover, their undying strength, their listening ear, their twisted companion, the only one who gave a fuck when no one else would. how soon we forget, when they're dead and they're gone. so good night. good-bye. it's been great. had a blast.
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(no subject) [Jun. 11th, 2001|01:16 pm]
dead child
[mood |creativecreative]
[music |oldies, can't you tell?]

laying around and
tapping my pencil
to the beat of a different drum
humming little tunes
to the sound of little girl blue.
wishing life wasn't just a one nigh stand.
wishing i wasn't singing with the sound that only you can hear,
or dreaming of my white kite fauna.
but ignorance is bliss,
and i love to ignore all the chemicals between us.
just like you ignore the way you make me feel when you take a little peice of my heart,
while we're drivin down that road like casey jones, not so greatful we aren't dead.
like a buffalo soldier in the heat of the night
i'm laughing while i pray.
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too late? [May. 31st, 2001|03:38 pm]
dead child
[mood |bitter]
[music |nothing, blank]

it tells me i am simple, in the mind and in the soul. twisted words i once believed, unique a lie. we're all the same, fighting to find a hidden path that doesn't truly exist. for if it existed it would be worn, for everyone wants to walk down the road that no one travels. silly girl with eyes so bright and wide. fading fast without remorse. their touch was too good to last. have i found love, have i found hate. i surely cannot for i have not found myself. throwing love of those i need right outside the door. travis lee, charity faith, i love you both so much. i choose not to let you go. i want you here and with me always. you mean to much to me. but i can't stand on my own, and i cannot ask for arms to hel support. i wish i could, and that you would accept. but i am sure your love for me is gone, and i am nothing in your minds' but a bitter memory. i am reaching out my palm now, so pale from hidding in darkness, would you accept, or is it too late?
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(no subject) [May. 3rd, 2001|03:01 pm]
dead child
[mood |crappycrappy]
[music |radio]

unexceptional pain,
tragedy i cannot comprehend.
loving you with a closed heart.
touching you with unfeeling hands
desolate little mind.
seeing things for only what they are.
i try to hard,
and give to little.
doubting in my mind
the feeble things i know are true?
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i am sorrry [Apr. 28th, 2001|05:40 pm]
dead child
you weren't supposed to get hurt yesterday,
and the tears i cry for you
i wish that you could see
no more for me
no more for you
i wanted to sit there, and talk you right through it
i sat next to the window
and watched as you sat there
horn honked just once,
and your dorr opened too.
then came the ride
you had longed for
and detested
how did things go?
are we still best friends
or do you hate me now?!
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I love you....You know I do...Always have, always will...A place.....for you [Apr. 18th, 2001|06:03 pm]
dead child
words of pain, and twisted torment
all these scars are seen so brilliant
he left them there
he leaves them now.
are we who we think we are
way up in the night time sky.
breathing in the liquid air.
i was never the slut they thought i was.
sometimes passion twists itself
to the things you could never feel.
i love you with all my heart my dear
more than the air i breath
and the ground i walk upon
more than the water i drink.
i get up on top that high to drown out the pain
don't you see it makes it all go so far away.
numb in this void of trite oblivion.
alone is when i cry for you.
now is when i cry for you.
here's my tears.
do you want them.
will you cherish them.
my anonymous lover?
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I love you....You know I do...Always have, always will...A place.....for you [Apr. 18th, 2001|06:03 pm]
dead child
words of pain, and twisted torment
all these scars are seen so brilliant
he left them there
he leaves them now.
are we who we think we are
way up in the night time sky.
breathing in the liquid air.
i was never the slut they thought i was.
sometimes passion twists itself
to the things you could never feel.
i love you with all my heart my dear
more than the air i breath
and the ground i walk upon
more than the water i drink.
i get up on top that high to drown out the pain
don't you see it makes it all go so far away.
numb in this void of trite oblivion.
alone is when i cry for you.
now is when i cry for you.
here's my tears.
do you want them.
will you cherish them.
my annonymous lover?
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i need [Apr. 17th, 2001|04:05 pm]
dead child
[mood |lonelylonely]
[music |disturbed]

i need to say i am sorry,
i need to feel your lips once more.
i need to touch my hand to yours
i need to know that you feel how i feel.
selfish in my desire for the one i don't know how to love
everything i did for you i'd done for no one else
never meeting your expectations
never meeting mine
i just need you.
sick.
sad.fake.twisted.
please tell me they weren't lies
all those things you told me once
all the things you tell me now.
i need to be forgiven,
i need to see your eyes.
i need to hear you whisper,
i need to feel your breath,
i need to feel your thoughts
that in which completes me.
do you know what i mean.
my sickness,
my disease.
i carry you with me always.
never to let you go.
never to have you let me go.
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(no subject) [Apr. 12th, 2001|05:32 pm]
dead child
sometimes there are things inside a swollen mind
that cannot seem to find their way out. blushing in rememberance, the way hands once caressed. blushing in rememberance to the way eyes once watched. i am so not sure sometimes, the way things work out. in love and always to remain that way. next time i look upon your face, look into my deep blue eyes, and tell me what you see. love, my friend, for always and forever. no one, nothing, anyone, anything, could touch the things you touched in me. disease, infected, happiness, completion.
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(no subject) [Apr. 6th, 2001|10:55 am]
dead child
[mood |gratefulgrateful]

fake and twisted
you walk a couple step upon my soul
leaving dirty footprints in a wasted worthless place
i am so in love with you
i couldn't breath.
i can't breathe
for so long i let it fade
not living what i knew was right
in trade for what i felt was wrong
but it never seemed to matter
he said he loved me
but it wasn't him at all
just who he thought he could be
i hoped he could be him to
but i guess that part was already filled by you
i don't know
i am so stupid about these thigs
just promise me you won't walk away. just promise me
you'll be my friend
my love
my husband for the rest of our lives.
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