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I should be sleeping in my heavenly bed
Instead I’m awake and obsessing Over you, wanting to be the only one Instead I’m the one you just say you want I write you letters I never send Because you won’t read them for what they are- Photographs of my soul/my heart/my love That you claim to want so badly for yourself The hands spin and count the hours Of our days together, a moon and then some Leftover, meaning nothing, possibly Everything you won’t/can’t/may never Admit that I’m the jewel you never tire of The only one you’ll ever need, Touch me with your beautiful lies That I yearn to hold onto In order to be whole If I believe you, will I perish, Like the aged flower that I am? If I deny you, will I lose myself and All I’ve ever had to the man I thought wanted But can never ever have. 10/15/07 |
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deep, it really is sad we can't help who we love, or can we...at least you aren't disillusioned.....nice job, now go to bed.
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wow Calleigh...keep digging out those old writings.
Really digging your style 
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What is it about 4am that brings out the best and worst (sometimes) in us.This of course falls into the category of "good stuff."
Now do as huck says.........Go to bed. 
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I'll definitely be posting more, just have to weed out the crappy from the not-so-crappy. Thanks for the comments, I appreciate them.
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I'll definitely be posting more, just have to weed out the crappy from the not-so-crappy. Thanks for the comments, I appreciate them. I look forward to reading more.
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I should be sleeping in my heavenly bed Instead I’m awake and obsessing Over you, wanting to be the only one Instead I’m the one you just say you want I write you letters I never send Because you won’t read them for what they are- Photographs of my soul/my heart/my love That you claim to want so badly for yourself The hands spin and count the hours Of our days together, a moon and then some Leftover, meaning nothing, possibly Everything you won’t/can’t/may never Admit that I’m the jewel you never tire of The only one you’ll ever need, Touch me with your beautiful lies That I yearn to hold onto In order to be whole If I believe you, will I perish, Like the aged flower that I am? If I deny you, will I lose myself and All I’ve ever had to the man I thought wanted But can never ever have. 10/15/07
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very moving...love this line
"Touch me with your beautiful lies"
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