This Has to Be

November 30, 2010
this has to be, to me, the worst,if most possible.
i can't begin to hear my own thoughts in my mind perchasing defeat.
the higher power above me is ashamed
and ive come to see why.

You'll never believe the words i put in fron tof you today
because you'll never trust me like i loved you
so please believe me when i start to tremble in
the darkness of your well deserved insomnia.
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the clouds are gone and leave me w/ my own two eyes drifting
faster into what i call the end of the day, the end of my life's fight
moving into closer boundries come my ever loving gaze
and you ignore it once again.

do i reach out to your smile? do you not see me lie my head down w/ your thought on my mind?
do i never tell you i need you and you just look over every sense of me?
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So far from ever knowing exactly what i need
too believing to admit your insanity
too blind to know that i can't be
too cold to realize you need me.
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Farther from here there is a place where we would get a long
like little kids playing happily in spring on the playground.
our tolerence of this will never be the same again...

Does this ever make you sleep less in your darkest hour? Or does it just pass your mind right by?
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So far from ever knowing exactly what i need
too believing to admit your insanity
too blind to know that i can't be
too cold to realize you need me.
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Running into
what i know now
as a snowy afternoon
w/ clouds as gray as london town
and unfriendly faces clearer than the sky.

the light is not there, i can tell.





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