<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:59:49.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>these ropes i hang from</title><subtitle type='html'>ropes as in i'm a puppet not as in i'm planning on hanging myself, think positive thoughts.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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myself&lt;br /&gt;i’m over-protected&lt;br /&gt;can you realize that?&lt;br /&gt;the end is just the beginning&lt;br /&gt;i believe this is our chance&lt;br /&gt;i can't run again&lt;br /&gt;i won’t leave you&lt;br /&gt;i see you&lt;br /&gt;can you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scars we have are memories&lt;br /&gt;they teach us what we've done&lt;br /&gt;i won't forget to not-not remember&lt;br /&gt;they’ve gone from me&lt;br /&gt;all i want is you&lt;br /&gt;the past is close&lt;br /&gt;our future is here&lt;br /&gt;if we wait til tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;she will never appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can use me&lt;br /&gt;the fact that i love you&lt;br /&gt;i want you to&lt;br /&gt;i can’t tell you that&lt;br /&gt;not yet, not now, not here&lt;br /&gt;we’re conducive to one another&lt;br /&gt;we can’t help that fear&lt;br /&gt;you seal the gaps, the holes, the void&lt;br /&gt;now it’ll never be stagnant&lt;br /&gt;and i won’t run again&lt;br /&gt;i’ll never leave you&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;can you love me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’ve never been here before&lt;br /&gt;not by my own choice i've found&lt;br /&gt;you can hear me singing&lt;br /&gt;with nothing but my voice around&lt;br /&gt;but if we wait til tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;will you disappear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-6944759881784400802?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6944759881784400802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=6944759881784400802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/6944759881784400802'/><link rel='self' 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something so misgiving&lt;br /&gt;trust is something earned and respected&lt;br /&gt;i gave it to you like an award that you won&lt;br /&gt;tossed out like second place - rejected&lt;br /&gt;i’m the one and only lonely drifter&lt;br /&gt;waking up everyday without my self-regard&lt;br /&gt;and everything else i thought to strong to break&lt;br /&gt;shattered pieces left so you could see me scarred&lt;br /&gt;i found religion in so many of adam's words&lt;br /&gt;something soothing, something cold and sad&lt;br /&gt;something to remind me how much i enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;months of letting you copulate with my head&lt;br /&gt;it’s easy remembering you as my favorite sin&lt;br /&gt;it was you who was left alone in the end&lt;br /&gt;i can remember you looking at me with a grin&lt;br /&gt;it was you who was left alone and broken in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-3607950446483090430</id><published>2007-12-05T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:05:31.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>will i ever...</title><content type='html'>will i ever find a way&lt;br /&gt;to pursue this&lt;br /&gt;will i ever find a way&lt;br /&gt;to stop deteriorating into&lt;br /&gt;the person that i am&lt;br /&gt;that you'd avoid&lt;br /&gt;i think i chased you away&lt;br /&gt;with candy and cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;while trying to interest you&lt;br /&gt;in tissue that doesn't function,&lt;br /&gt;a breeze is just a breeze&lt;br /&gt;until it hits you and it's warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i ever find a way&lt;br /&gt;to relive this&lt;br /&gt;and will i ever find away&lt;br /&gt;to chase away these ghost&lt;br /&gt;that i've never gotten rid of&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i tried&lt;br /&gt;but you can't forget a face&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much you hate it&lt;br /&gt;if it always keeps you up at night&lt;br /&gt;like merlot and coffee&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes it turns you&lt;br /&gt;in different ways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3607950446483090430?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3607950446483090430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=3607950446483090430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3607950446483090430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3607950446483090430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/12/will-i-ever.html' title='will i ever...'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-8694917087223282493</id><published>2007-12-05T16:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:03:39.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>we are the sky</title><content type='html'>an almost ghostly moan&lt;br /&gt;behind your tender breath&lt;br /&gt;passionate and inviting&lt;br /&gt;your mouth open in suspense&lt;br /&gt;eyes closed waiting for my touch&lt;br /&gt;finger tips brush the sweat across my back&lt;br /&gt;nails biting the skin it crosses&lt;br /&gt;as our stomachs move as one&lt;br /&gt;your legs tightly around my hips&lt;br /&gt;exhaling to each motion&lt;br /&gt;my lips wet against your neck&lt;br /&gt;never leaving your skin&lt;br /&gt;moving to your mouth&lt;br /&gt;deeply kissing as we move together&lt;br /&gt;you whisper 'i love you'&lt;br /&gt;i stare into your eyes, a sea of emeralds&lt;br /&gt;your breath warm on my face&lt;br /&gt;slowly gripping my hair&lt;br /&gt;pulling me closer&lt;br /&gt;we are the ocean&lt;br /&gt;back arched, anticipating&lt;br /&gt;we are the sky&lt;br /&gt;your body trembles beneath me&lt;br /&gt;we are everything between&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2887893084518424590</id><published>2007-12-05T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:01:58.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>prodigy</title><content type='html'>it happened again i'm alone&lt;br /&gt;while the other watches&lt;br /&gt;happiness in one hand&lt;br /&gt;a new child in the other&lt;br /&gt;calling me to let me know&lt;br /&gt;asking me if i still feel alone&lt;br /&gt;god i hate myself for not lying&lt;br /&gt;but she could always read my voice&lt;br /&gt;here i am writing another song&lt;br /&gt;all about them, all about me&lt;br /&gt;when they knock me off my throne&lt;br /&gt;i never seem to be able to look up&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that's the price&lt;br /&gt;a broken heart for broken pride&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd be that easy&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd be this hard&lt;br /&gt;how i wish this was the last one&lt;br /&gt;i'll never write anything about them&lt;br /&gt;never again, never ever again, no&lt;br /&gt;but i can't stop the next one&lt;br /&gt;i already know how much it'll hurt&lt;br /&gt;i hate to say it but i already miss it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2887893084518424590?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2887893084518424590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=2887893084518424590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2887893084518424590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2887893084518424590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/12/prodigy.html' title='prodigy'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-8909151422665476410</id><published>2007-12-05T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:59:55.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>all by ear</title><content type='html'>i've got to rush away&lt;br /&gt;i'm holding on to something here&lt;br /&gt;you told me you loved me&lt;br /&gt;does that mean i can hurt you&lt;br /&gt;it's all i've ever known&lt;br /&gt;my eyes have grown weak&lt;br /&gt;i can't keep looking for the future&lt;br /&gt;it's just so much quieter here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say let's just play it all by ear&lt;br /&gt;new york is still warm this time of year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because no one's around&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean i'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;i'm just thinkin bout why i cried&lt;br /&gt;maybe i felt the same way yesterday&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think you've known&lt;br /&gt;you just couldn't reach out that far&lt;br /&gt;or i was just too proud to reach back&lt;br /&gt;but i've always wanted you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i say lets just play it all by ear&lt;br /&gt;new york is still warm this time of year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything changes&lt;br /&gt;don't let go but don't hold back&lt;br /&gt;everything changes&lt;br /&gt;i'm so scared but i don't care&lt;br /&gt;i hope we can play it all by ear&lt;br /&gt;new york is still warm this time of year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-8909151422665476410?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/8909151422665476410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=8909151422665476410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/8909151422665476410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/8909151422665476410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-by-ear.html' title='all by ear'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-3880085459180569612</id><published>2007-12-05T11:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:58:30.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>serene</title><content type='html'>can i call you now?&lt;br /&gt;are you waiting by the phone?&lt;br /&gt;you know i want to&lt;br /&gt;but are you alone?&lt;br /&gt;i need to know - are you still there?&lt;br /&gt;it's cold in here tonight&lt;br /&gt;like that feeling of way too much...&lt;br /&gt;too much of something i can't give up&lt;br /&gt;what can i tell you?&lt;br /&gt;i know that feeling all to well now&lt;br /&gt;it's you&lt;br /&gt;so gentle, so cloy, so mean&lt;br /&gt;you're so serene&lt;br /&gt;but you hold that against me&lt;br /&gt;because you know you can&lt;br /&gt;rigid but flexible you move me&lt;br /&gt;and i'll let you&lt;br /&gt;do it again if you want too&lt;br /&gt;i could bend without breaking&lt;br /&gt;and no evidence that i did&lt;br /&gt;if you asked me too&lt;br /&gt;i could smile&lt;br /&gt;but you'd hold that against me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3880085459180569612?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3880085459180569612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=3880085459180569612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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for&lt;br /&gt;spend their time searching for us&lt;br /&gt;but i want you to know who i am&lt;br /&gt;remember all of those long talks&lt;br /&gt;the snowy walks, lost sparks&lt;br /&gt;on the playground after dark&lt;br /&gt;everything was good enough&lt;br /&gt;for both of us to want to stay&lt;br /&gt;the songs i play for you so loud&lt;br /&gt;i see everything we would've been&lt;br /&gt;now the secrets you won't tell me&lt;br /&gt;make you hate me, you hate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you want me to be there for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;would you just tell me who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so we can remove this cloak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and we can hate who i am together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-657802038736307154</id><published>2007-11-26T22:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:43:25.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>we don't live here anymore</title><content type='html'>we don't live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;it's now the way we live&lt;br /&gt;secrets that we've known about&lt;br /&gt;lies we aren't willing to admit&lt;br /&gt;i'll say i hate you go get what i want&lt;br /&gt;all you need is to feel loved&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter who it is&lt;br /&gt;you wonder how we'll get caught&lt;br /&gt;you're guilt will sell us out&lt;br /&gt;but they won't care&lt;br /&gt;because happiness is willingness&lt;br /&gt;to forget, to forgive, to never remember&lt;br /&gt;even if it happens again&lt;br /&gt;as long as we don't talk about it&lt;br /&gt;it's the faces that keep us together&lt;br /&gt;it's the love we think we have&lt;br /&gt;that will get us through to the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-657802038736307154?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/657802038736307154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=657802038736307154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/657802038736307154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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could always feel the pulse beating back&lt;br /&gt;is this supposed to last as long as i have&lt;br /&gt;because i think i can hold on longer&lt;br /&gt;if you think you'll come again soon&lt;br /&gt;pull me in closer and tell me to stop&lt;br /&gt;because i'll make sure nothing has lasted longer&lt;br /&gt;do you want to hear everything i'm trying to scream&lt;br /&gt;i really can't tell when you are listening&lt;br /&gt;i could never figure your tolerance out&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure you're having your limit&lt;br /&gt;then again i've never seen you move that way before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-6812830098269234286?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6812830098269234286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-6694745480056285142</id><published>2007-11-26T22:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:01:43.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i opened my eyes</title><content type='html'>meet me at the bottom&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't the most beautiful falling out&lt;br /&gt;but i guess we'd have found out some how&lt;br /&gt;good morning sun, good morning love&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel to make all of those mistakes&lt;br /&gt;you know, all of the ones that are easily forgotten&lt;br /&gt;if i'm falling in love why didn't you tell me&lt;br /&gt;it always make so much sense after it's gone&lt;br /&gt;but i opened my eyes and i was still falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i thought it was my fault&lt;br /&gt;do you really want me to believe it was&lt;br /&gt;can i still touch your lips while you decide&lt;br /&gt;if i try, be prepared to answer quickly&lt;br /&gt;or i can give you time to stop and think about it&lt;br /&gt;because at one time i thought i was falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;but if i am falling in love with you why don't you tell me&lt;br /&gt;it always makes so much sense after it's gone&lt;br /&gt;and when i opened my eyes i was still falling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-6694745480056285142?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6694745480056285142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=6694745480056285142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;because you make me feel bigger than is needed&lt;br /&gt;so shall i bring with me all the mistakes that have created me&lt;br /&gt;i still believe i can start over with this one&lt;br /&gt;and so far it's what i've expected&lt;br /&gt;bring on the back doors of my memories&lt;br /&gt;i was going to let them come out eventually&lt;br /&gt;but i want these to be the last chances i'm taking&lt;br /&gt;because it's starting to become what i've expected&lt;br /&gt;and nothing yet has molded inside me quite so well&lt;br /&gt;the best part is when we come together&lt;br /&gt;i can tell it will only get better from this view&lt;br /&gt;and you and me we're gonna dance awhile&lt;br /&gt;because i can see this being exactly what i expected&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-1647753902514121104?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-7390681497153929184</id><published>2007-11-26T21:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:57:57.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>easy</title><content type='html'>stop and walk this way&lt;br /&gt;watch this place fade away&lt;br /&gt;never look back at these faces here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it won't always be easy&lt;br /&gt;talk to me, make this easy&lt;br /&gt;think i'm gonna walk a while&lt;br /&gt;and make you realize that i'm not always going to be here&lt;br /&gt;good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes can't take too much more of the cold&lt;br /&gt;i fear that i'll like that i was here when i'm old&lt;br /&gt;you know i don't want to be here forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm holding on to you like a best friend&lt;br /&gt;i'll be holding on to the past til the end&lt;br /&gt;i can change this, i can change your mind&lt;br /&gt;and nothings better than holding on to something that feels lost&lt;br /&gt;good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you act like you aren't looking&lt;br /&gt;but i can count too&lt;br /&gt;lets re-live those days where you couldn't keep from screaming&lt;br /&gt;passed out on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;it always seems like i've gotten stronger when no one cares&lt;br /&gt;but i do think i've made this easy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-7390681497153929184?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7390681497153929184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=7390681497153929184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/7390681497153929184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/7390681497153929184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/easy.html' title='easy'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-3484518485464030977</id><published>2007-11-26T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:55:27.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so will i</title><content type='html'>repeat those words to me again&lt;br /&gt;these glasses won't stay empty&lt;br /&gt;and I've lost track of what this is&lt;br /&gt;this darkness is the brightest it's ever been&lt;br /&gt;but if god will see you, so will i&lt;br /&gt;it won't take long to recover from this&lt;br /&gt;it's just a mindset and surroundings&lt;br /&gt;I hope the tallest buildings can't get you over me&lt;br /&gt;it's always a long drop from reality&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to live, my world's just breaking up&lt;br /&gt;and comfort is getting to me&lt;br /&gt;it's not as pure as it used to be&lt;br /&gt;you know that when you can't touch your face&lt;br /&gt;not without hoping someone touches you first&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm just hoping too much&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's what you should have done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3484518485464030977?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3484518485464030977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=3484518485464030977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3484518485464030977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3484518485464030977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-will-i.html' title='so will i'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2151779911153339649</id><published>2007-11-26T21:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:48:55.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and you did</title><content type='html'>i hear you told him what we did&lt;br /&gt;does he know where you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;and where you put your lips, your tongue, your breath&lt;br /&gt;how you didn't need another orientation&lt;br /&gt;and the only resistance was demanding more attempts&lt;br /&gt;does he know you gasped and told me you missed that feeling&lt;br /&gt;that you pulled me in closer and asked for more&lt;br /&gt;or that this didn't just happen once&lt;br /&gt;does he know you told me you loved me with your eyes open&lt;br /&gt;and that when i woke up in the morning you hadn't moved&lt;br /&gt;your arm across my chest, you mouth on my neck&lt;br /&gt;like you fell asleep kissing me... and you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does he know where you are now?&lt;br /&gt;does he know who you are now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2151779911153339649?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2151779911153339649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=2151779911153339649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2151779911153339649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2151779911153339649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-you-did.html' title='and you did'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-3736887067211810048</id><published>2007-11-26T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:39:55.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>beneath you</title><content type='html'>this world you love is coming down&lt;br /&gt;precious things will end you one day&lt;br /&gt;and then they come back to haunt you&lt;br /&gt;it isn't going to be easy but it is relaxing&lt;br /&gt;don't expect too much sympathy from them&lt;br /&gt;the angels, the demons, the dust&lt;br /&gt;we never thought it would last anyway&lt;br /&gt;you were the only one we couldn't bare to watch&lt;br /&gt;when it finally comes crashing home&lt;br /&gt;you'll have lost even the things you'd forgotten&lt;br /&gt;and everything you took for granted&lt;br /&gt;the loves, the lives, the memories were beneath you&lt;br /&gt;and i'll miss watching you smile for no reason&lt;br /&gt;in situations that have no cause for laughter&lt;br /&gt;when it's been a curse to be you&lt;br /&gt;but a blessing to remember&lt;br /&gt;to feel the light slowly fade away&lt;br /&gt;and the water disfigure itself for you&lt;br /&gt;let me know if it was worth it&lt;br /&gt;when you see me again&lt;br /&gt;let me know that it made everything better&lt;br /&gt;if you ever see me again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3736887067211810048?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3736887067211810048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=3736887067211810048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3736887067211810048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3736887067211810048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/beneath-you.html' title='beneath you'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-5666247054061339178</id><published>2007-11-26T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:32:35.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tears and blemishes</title><content type='html'>i don't need your promises&lt;br /&gt;i already planned to be unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;when did you see this going south&lt;br /&gt;i've been moving that direction for so long&lt;br /&gt;some how i've only made it to savannah&lt;br /&gt;you said you'd go with me if i fell&lt;br /&gt;i guess that meant if you didn't make the push&lt;br /&gt;i could say i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i could talk about it first&lt;br /&gt;i could dance around for a while&lt;br /&gt;i could just get straight to the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing you gave me was a second chance&lt;br /&gt;to start over, and with another idea of what i don't want&lt;br /&gt;it was worth the time&lt;br /&gt;it's been nice knowing you&lt;br /&gt;but good-bye, i don't need a reply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-5666247054061339178?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5666247054061339178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=5666247054061339178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/5666247054061339178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/5666247054061339178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these memories have faded and left me blind&lt;br /&gt;and i keep reaching to find something to feel&lt;br /&gt;i just want to see you past all this pain i always find&lt;br /&gt;unembraced inside of what's dead and real&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of control lost in a slow rewind&lt;br /&gt;and a potent scent of you still hovers near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kissed me good-bye the last time i saw you&lt;br /&gt;misleading and unconventional, this never gets dull&lt;br /&gt;i could say i'd do anything to see you and i'd do&lt;br /&gt;but i'd give up more to never have been sold&lt;br /&gt;to never have seen that last morning move&lt;br /&gt;to never have missed having you to hold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-5177160762966906011?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-3374835752069914854</id><published>2007-11-26T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:29:13.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the shadow of my smile</title><content type='html'>you were so beautiful last night&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to let you stay&lt;br /&gt;we weren't supposed to be this way&lt;br /&gt;i think it's odd that we go on like this&lt;br /&gt;do you still think i can walk on water&lt;br /&gt;it started raining and you looked at me&lt;br /&gt;you'll always think of me when it rains&lt;br /&gt;at least i have that much on you&lt;br /&gt;this morning could've lasted forever&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could make you walk backwards&lt;br /&gt;so i could pretend you were coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;there was no fighting this time&lt;br /&gt;just a stranger who gave up something he wanted&lt;br /&gt;and a lover who isn't afraid to be alone&lt;br /&gt;i noticed the tequila still in the shot glass&lt;br /&gt;at least we had a good night&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you don't regret it this time&lt;br /&gt;i have to wonder is it waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;or did you forget to finish before you left&lt;br /&gt;well at least you thought you wanted it&lt;br /&gt;and i'm left here all alone again&lt;br /&gt;but you never say good-bye anymore&lt;br /&gt;i could wait for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;you could try it again&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait quietly here with a tequila grin&lt;br /&gt;hoping to see you walk away again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3374835752069914854?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3374835752069914854/comments/default' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2026559964629607190</id><published>2007-11-26T21:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:56:04.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>existance</title><content type='html'>yes, your things are gone&lt;br /&gt;i already cleaned up all the precious pieces you left deep inside&lt;br /&gt;except the ones you left with strategic placement&lt;br /&gt;in the tiniest caverns that you knew i didn't know existed&lt;br /&gt;and some how you know i'll find them&lt;br /&gt;when i truly don't love you anymore&lt;br /&gt;just to remind me that you ended it yet still expect it to happen again&lt;br /&gt;because sometimes it's better to live without it&lt;br /&gt;does he kiss the way you like to kiss&lt;br /&gt;you never got comfortable with me&lt;br /&gt;do you still sweat afterwards, do you come together&lt;br /&gt;be careful how you answer because you told me he doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;and then dropped these pieces before you left&lt;br /&gt;i think you forgot to stop loving me&lt;br /&gt;or am i the one who doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;i guess your things were never here at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2026559964629607190?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2026559964629607190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=2026559964629607190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2026559964629607190'/><link rel='self' 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warm tears solicit the past&lt;br /&gt;i keep asking why, but without resolve and speaking used to be so easy&lt;br /&gt;are you watching me struggle, it's hopeless but the tenacious proceed&lt;br /&gt;it wasn’t supposed to be ideal but i’m still isolated with the emptiness i feel&lt;br /&gt;continuously wondering why, feeding on the curiousness of the choices&lt;br /&gt;you’ve made without detail, you’ve made without reason, you’ve made me believe are real&lt;br /&gt;is it ok to tremble, weep, and tear – with the silence of the storms that I know are there&lt;br /&gt;the rain that i’m giving you doesn’t care to end, and it’s that which guides me now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-4807503149498540265?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-163696938863906415</id><published>2007-11-12T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:09:35.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it's repetition just keeps me here&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing i lost you sometime last year&lt;br /&gt;there is a weakness that i hold true&lt;br /&gt;that empty feeling i get without you&lt;br /&gt;you could have walked through the night&lt;br /&gt;but you stopped and asked if this was right&lt;br /&gt;and anger clouds every direction of view&lt;br /&gt;except that empty feeling i get without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;my angel with brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;perfection from white lies&lt;br /&gt;and you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've complicated what i know&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop this nightmare before i go&lt;br /&gt;she has that smell of just made and new&lt;br /&gt;like this empty feeling i get without you&lt;br /&gt;could all this actually get to me&lt;br /&gt;like running out of breath inside the sea&lt;br /&gt;or this weakness i still hold true&lt;br /&gt;yes that empty feeling i get without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;my angel with brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;perfection from white lies&lt;br /&gt;and you’ll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be mine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-163696938863906415?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/163696938863906415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-7860265142491340335</id><published>2007-11-12T18:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:10:11.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dark eyes</title><content type='html'>i'm alone again, 1:30 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;restless, listless - whispers screaming in my head&lt;br /&gt;you want to get close to me&lt;br /&gt;tell me you love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you want me&lt;br /&gt;don't say a fucking thing&lt;br /&gt;keep your hands away from my face&lt;br /&gt;your skin doesn't deserve mine&lt;br /&gt;i'm not who you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;i'm so much more than you&lt;br /&gt;why can't we get out of this&lt;br /&gt;this hole, this emptiness, this heartache&lt;br /&gt;you want me to let you come crawling back?&lt;br /&gt;say "hey, baby don't worry about a thing"&lt;br /&gt;i won't say a fucking word&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand hearing you breathe&lt;br /&gt;back away from me&lt;br /&gt;i can't sleep when you're with me&lt;br /&gt;you keep reaching for me, just stop&lt;br /&gt;how can you look at me?&lt;br /&gt;dark eyes, staring back into nothing&lt;br /&gt;i don't want you near me&lt;br /&gt;don't you fucking touch me&lt;br /&gt;i'm already alone again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-7860265142491340335?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7860265142491340335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=7860265142491340335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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would've happened&lt;br /&gt;but i hope that isn't true&lt;br /&gt;three more tuesdays, two after today&lt;br /&gt;no one knows the things i'm willing to do&lt;br /&gt;just for the chance to steal your breath&lt;br /&gt;to have a day spent an inch from your lips&lt;br /&gt;everything i'd do, to have the taste of you&lt;br /&gt;on my tongue while i'm driving away forever&lt;br /&gt;so many have called me dramatic&lt;br /&gt;aren't i always, it's about you&lt;br /&gt;the people you are, the person you're not&lt;br /&gt;and all the places i've found you&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if you believe the things i tell you&lt;br /&gt;would you believe what i want to say&lt;br /&gt;tonight i'll be yours if you ask me&lt;br /&gt;i'll do my best to take your breath away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-4762967210452948176?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-4258670165559433396</id><published>2007-11-12T18:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:06:04.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>whispers defiance and ghosts</title><content type='html'>"please don't let me love you&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to feel you anymore"&lt;br /&gt;she said looking at me smiling&lt;br /&gt;her hands reaching for the door&lt;br /&gt;her words turned into whispers&lt;br /&gt;suffering smothered in her tone&lt;br /&gt;it once was a voice of defiance&lt;br /&gt;now trembles at being alone&lt;br /&gt;i'll just sit at my piano singing&lt;br /&gt;songs that comfort her shade&lt;br /&gt;repeating her name in echos&lt;br /&gt;while i feel the memories fade&lt;br /&gt;layers fall away from nothing&lt;br /&gt;a specter, a spirit, or a ghost&lt;br /&gt;i'll disappear, no one'll find me&lt;br /&gt;exactly what i feared the most&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-4258670165559433396?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4258670165559433396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=4258670165559433396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/4258670165559433396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/4258670165559433396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/whispers-defiance-and-ghosts.html' title='whispers defiance and ghosts'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-5705460681285995993</id><published>2007-11-12T18:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:04:29.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>to startle god</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;collapsing, my knees have felt this before&lt;br /&gt;all my weight and gravity are nothing equal to what the sight of you does&lt;br /&gt;how you’ve made me cling to the ground, i’ll never know&lt;br /&gt;but to startle god with screams that make thunder envious&lt;br /&gt;if only breath would obey me, i need completion&lt;br /&gt;anything but the heavy fulfillment of this empty core&lt;br /&gt;but my breath strays at sudden sight&lt;br /&gt;a sympathetic decision to hoard skin, tissue, and voice&lt;br /&gt;i can’t exhale without tasting the chard ashes of words that should weather your soul&lt;br /&gt;and i won’t, a breath saved for life is worth more than the death you’ve left to my memory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-5705460681285995993?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5705460681285995993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=5705460681285995993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/5705460681285995993'/><link rel='self' 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called me&lt;br /&gt;and these songs you were always afraid of being about you&lt;br /&gt;(they are about you)&lt;br /&gt;all start to come to life&lt;br /&gt;you animated these images&lt;br /&gt;of something you didn't want to become&lt;br /&gt;but i love you still trickles off my tongue&lt;br /&gt;to these fantasies that just fade away&lt;br /&gt;and now ghosts just linger behind me&lt;br /&gt;while i'm chasing the one i want them to be&lt;br /&gt;understand that i miss you&lt;br /&gt;but every picture has disappeared&lt;br /&gt;except for the backgrounds where we stood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3256078718142487757?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3256078718142487757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-8058657453002442024</id><published>2007-11-12T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:56:34.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ten days in august</title><content type='html'>meet me at gate thirteen&lt;br /&gt;waiting while everything is still&lt;br /&gt;before you land, before you see me&lt;br /&gt;i want to breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder what you're expecting&lt;br /&gt;let's just make the most of this time&lt;br /&gt;ten days in august&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not going to hold back&lt;br /&gt;i want to experience you while you're here&lt;br /&gt;but the rest is up to you&lt;br /&gt;do you want to see where my footsteps lead&lt;br /&gt;i can take you where you want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you sing along with me&lt;br /&gt;do you understand what i'm saying&lt;br /&gt;and i promise not to stop 'til you say&lt;br /&gt;"the only thing i want to ask of you&lt;br /&gt;tell me how to feel this way forever,&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel this way forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where will we go&lt;br /&gt;will this become stronger than both of us&lt;br /&gt;will this continue after the last night&lt;br /&gt;please say my name&lt;br /&gt;i want to hear it echo down the hall&lt;br /&gt;are there impulses i should fight&lt;br /&gt;am i breaking through&lt;br /&gt;i know where i want us to be&lt;br /&gt;now your eyes seem to hold on to me&lt;br /&gt;i can barely move&lt;br /&gt;you have everything in your hands&lt;br /&gt;and i'll let you take control of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-8058657453002442024?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-4122668118977833341</id><published>2007-11-12T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:52:58.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so much more than this</title><content type='html'>i've said my goodbyes now&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow you'll miss me&lt;br /&gt;i know i'll be better off some how&lt;br /&gt;she's better off lonely&lt;br /&gt;i've convinced my conscience&lt;br /&gt;she understands why i have to go&lt;br /&gt;she whispers, "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;"don't leave me along here"&lt;br /&gt;"i wanted you so much more than this"&lt;br /&gt;she's crying softly now&lt;br /&gt;her eyes are so swollen&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i could say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;she'll squeeze my hand quietly&lt;br /&gt;try to kiss me slowly&lt;br /&gt;"i know i'll never get over you"&lt;br /&gt;"i fell softly this time"&lt;br /&gt;"truly got to know you"&lt;br /&gt;"i wanted you so much more than this"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-4122668118977833341?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/4122668118977833341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=4122668118977833341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/4122668118977833341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/4122668118977833341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-much-more-than-this.html' title='so much more than this'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-1169865786242179382</id><published>2007-11-12T17:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:53:41.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>say it without breathing</title><content type='html'>walking over to see you&lt;br /&gt;i know that you missed me&lt;br /&gt;but nothing is clear&lt;br /&gt;except the letters you sent me&lt;br /&gt;encouraging resentment&lt;br /&gt;i wanted you here&lt;br /&gt;and nothing is certain&lt;br /&gt;you have your own reasons&lt;br /&gt;everyone loves you there&lt;br /&gt;you can touch me whenever&lt;br /&gt;cause my love is forever&lt;br /&gt;you loved me for that&lt;br /&gt;my breathing is heavy&lt;br /&gt;your skin is enticing&lt;br /&gt;it feels so good when your loved&lt;br /&gt;but nothing is certain&lt;br /&gt;you have your own reasons&lt;br /&gt;everyone loves you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can say it without breathing&lt;br /&gt;how long until you see me&lt;br /&gt;i need you again&lt;br /&gt;but can i say it without leaving&lt;br /&gt;it's cold when i'm sleeping&lt;br /&gt;i need you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you come over&lt;br /&gt;even though it's not clear&lt;br /&gt;the clouds are breaking again&lt;br /&gt;and i can see our stars again&lt;br /&gt;remember the night&lt;br /&gt;the trampoline, the talk&lt;br /&gt;i wanted you there&lt;br /&gt;i know there are reasons&lt;br /&gt;everyone loved you there&lt;br /&gt;but not as much as me&lt;br /&gt;is it true that you've moved on&lt;br /&gt;or are you just pretending&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop from breathing&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try&lt;br /&gt;will you come over&lt;br /&gt;i need you one last time&lt;br /&gt;you have your own reasons&lt;br /&gt;everyone loves you there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-1169865786242179382?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1169865786242179382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=1169865786242179382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/1169865786242179382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i can smell everything i hate about you&lt;br /&gt;still you don't know what it takes&lt;br /&gt;for me to look at you and still say no&lt;br /&gt;then to find it in me to just walk away&lt;br /&gt;like lost letters to someone you love&lt;br /&gt;still sitting by your bedside&lt;br /&gt;unsent but not forgotten, love is tragic&lt;br /&gt;i'm not coming back to you&lt;br /&gt;my lies ring true every morning&lt;br /&gt;stop trying to touch my fucking face&lt;br /&gt;the pleasures you don't deserve&lt;br /&gt;will always be just out of reach&lt;br /&gt;reinacting the night you told me&lt;br /&gt;a wooden swing, some yellow thing&lt;br /&gt;my voice becomes a whisper&lt;br /&gt;like screams at low volume&lt;br /&gt;or friends who don't call you&lt;br /&gt;remove the dark red stains&lt;br /&gt;trust me i'm holding back&lt;br /&gt;you aren't getting inside me this time&lt;br /&gt;the look on your face is desparate&lt;br /&gt;the trembling of your voice&lt;br /&gt;that i can hear in stereo&lt;br /&gt;these questions i won't answer&lt;br /&gt;are not saying i'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;it's reverence and compassion&lt;br /&gt;that i'm not saying the way i feel&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you bring out the best in me&lt;br /&gt;but now you don't come to mind&lt;br /&gt;you still don't come to mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-6652172976589115137?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6652172976589115137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=6652172976589115137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/6652172976589115137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/6652172976589115137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/reverence-and-compassion.html' title='reverence and compassion'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2134387735082989335</id><published>2007-11-12T17:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:34:18.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>please christina</title><content type='html'>please christina,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how will you remember me&lt;br /&gt;you asked too many times&lt;br /&gt;i gave you your request&lt;br /&gt;now you've disappeared&lt;br /&gt;you want me to remain&lt;br /&gt;maybe down the road, maybe&lt;br /&gt;but how will you remember&lt;br /&gt;the things we've gone through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please christina,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't call me anymore, today&lt;br /&gt;the more we push each other&lt;br /&gt;the further away we are&lt;br /&gt;where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;i still can't hear you&lt;br /&gt;and i'm left here alone&lt;br /&gt;with this pink stain&lt;br /&gt;open wide here i come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please christina,&lt;br /&gt;think about me today&lt;br /&gt;and how it feels to love you&lt;br /&gt;please christina,&lt;br /&gt;think about me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and remember me this way&lt;br /&gt;good-bye christina,&lt;br /&gt;think about me tonight&lt;br /&gt;and how it feels to miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2134387735082989335?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2134387735082989335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=2134387735082989335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2134387735082989335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2134387735082989335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/please-christina.html' title='please christina'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-1177159363525613432</id><published>2007-11-12T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:31:36.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lovers and friends</title><content type='html'>there was a moment when i found out&lt;br /&gt;this town isn’t where i want to be&lt;br /&gt;it is almost new years eve&lt;br /&gt;and you still aren’t here with me&lt;br /&gt;somewhere far away i can see&lt;br /&gt;this place where my dreams are replaced&lt;br /&gt;i’ll find you there one day&lt;br /&gt;holding on to the last sunday i can remember&lt;br /&gt;i finally know i can’t be there&lt;br /&gt;even after everything i’ve seen&lt;br /&gt;i’m still working on not trying to go there again&lt;br /&gt;with all i’ve conceived i still believe&lt;br /&gt;i’ll find what it takes to not love you anymore&lt;br /&gt;i was too weak to not let you leave&lt;br /&gt;now i’m not strong enough to make it alone&lt;br /&gt;with all of these shades of grey&lt;br /&gt;between lovers and friends&lt;br /&gt;your means to an end&lt;br /&gt;i’ve been looking through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and you don’t see me anymore&lt;br /&gt;but it’s not me I want to see&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to know do you still love me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-1177159363525613432?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1177159363525613432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=1177159363525613432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/1177159363525613432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/1177159363525613432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/lovers-and-friends.html' title='lovers and friends'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-3950200692970825131</id><published>2007-11-12T17:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:25:30.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>like you and me</title><content type='html'>my dreams tell me i'm no one you know&lt;br /&gt;but i see i've got somewhere to go&lt;br /&gt;and i need so much more than i show&lt;br /&gt;like you and me&lt;br /&gt;i've been replaying words that you've said&lt;br /&gt;while we're lying together in bed&lt;br /&gt;they give me more than i have ever had&lt;br /&gt;like you and me&lt;br /&gt;i'll be so scared when your beautiful&lt;br /&gt;i'll be something you'll never let go&lt;br /&gt;you want the things that are magical&lt;br /&gt;like you and me&lt;br /&gt;sometimes kissing is something you win&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i don't know where to begin&lt;br /&gt;and our mouths are so dry from breathing in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3950200692970825131?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3950200692970825131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=3950200692970825131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3950200692970825131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3950200692970825131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/like-you-and-me.html' title='like you and me'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-1164024508812865034</id><published>2007-11-12T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T20:46:55.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm letting it go</title><content type='html'>i'm letting it go&lt;br /&gt;this time you can tear it apart&lt;br /&gt;i'm not holding you back&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow you'll want me here&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow you'll come with me&lt;br /&gt;so i'm letting it go&lt;br /&gt;your self-made, self-righteous&lt;br /&gt;self-conscious, self... proclamation&lt;br /&gt;can't hold it together anymore&lt;br /&gt;not much longer, i'm not much stronger&lt;br /&gt;i'm letting it go&lt;br /&gt;because i know where this is going&lt;br /&gt;i'll kiss you goodnight again&lt;br /&gt;you'll wish i would die again&lt;br /&gt;you can't hold on to me forever&lt;br /&gt;so i'm letting you go&lt;br /&gt;'til tomorrow you come again&lt;br /&gt;hold on to me like you never did&lt;br /&gt;but you can't fake this hard enough&lt;br /&gt;to make me believe it's ok&lt;br /&gt;i'm letting it go&lt;br /&gt;i just can't fake it for you this time&lt;br /&gt;floating away above me&lt;br /&gt;i can't hear you - i'm not quite listening&lt;br /&gt;but you're so beautiful, by yourself&lt;br /&gt;i'm letting you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-1164024508812865034?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1164024508812865034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=1164024508812865034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;we all fall into a line somewhere&lt;br /&gt;i love the shame in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;every time you get your way&lt;br /&gt;how can something so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;still be so dangerous&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel you scream&lt;br /&gt;try to fill this empty room&lt;br /&gt;broken picture frames&lt;br /&gt;a shattered vase&lt;br /&gt;take in all of me&lt;br /&gt;i want that look on your face&lt;br /&gt;i hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;telling me how you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;asking me to come back&lt;br /&gt;and be the way you wish i was&lt;br /&gt;but i won't give in&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-9198092823327613541?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/9198092823327613541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=9198092823327613541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/9198092823327613541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/9198092823327613541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-give-up.html' title='i give up'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-8730293434633270442</id><published>2007-11-12T17:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:16:10.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you were happy</title><content type='html'>i can’t stand how you close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;like you don’t want to put them on me&lt;br /&gt;the door knob turns and so do you&lt;br /&gt;i can hear you mumble i hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was over long ago, trust me&lt;br /&gt;you can’t imagine how hard it is&lt;br /&gt;pretending like you love someone&lt;br /&gt;just so they are happy – you were happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game has gone on too long&lt;br /&gt;my throat bleeds from all the yelling&lt;br /&gt;broken knuckles, broken fingers&lt;br /&gt;there are just too many holes in my wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can’t throw anything else out my window&lt;br /&gt;all i have left is you – don’t look at me&lt;br /&gt;don’t tell me that you cared about me&lt;br /&gt;i was just taking someone’s place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can’t hear you say you’re sorry anymore&lt;br /&gt;sounds like you’re talking under your breath&lt;br /&gt;i can’t scream at you anymore – only whispers&lt;br /&gt;so quiet so faint you can’t hear them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like the beating of my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-8730293434633270442?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/8730293434633270442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=8730293434633270442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/8730293434633270442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/8730293434633270442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-were-happy.html' title='you were happy'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-7230801872557502001</id><published>2007-11-12T17:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:08:49.651-06:00</updated><title type='text'>formulated - not content</title><content type='html'>watch me as a turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;and look the other way&lt;br /&gt;trying to be the better person again&lt;br /&gt;but this time i'm only doing it out of spite&lt;br /&gt;to see how much it will hurt you&lt;br /&gt;how does my cheek look today&lt;br /&gt;i wore these jeans for you&lt;br /&gt;you can't see me but i'm laughing&lt;br /&gt;yet you're letting me hear you cry&lt;br /&gt;the cheek has turned and the bridge is burned&lt;br /&gt;you're just another one in the books&lt;br /&gt;another lessoned learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well your not forbidden&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;you're so tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;but who's to blame&lt;br /&gt;i listened to you talk of your dreams&lt;br /&gt;a rhapsody filled with romance&lt;br /&gt;nothing but a fallacy you conjured up&lt;br /&gt;because i was too stupid to understand&lt;br /&gt;how do you like me now&lt;br /&gt;educated, formulated, a little less dedicated&lt;br /&gt;and realizing you were only second best&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll let you figure out the rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-7230801872557502001?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7230801872557502001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=7230801872557502001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/7230801872557502001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/7230801872557502001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/formulated-not-content.html' title='formulated - not content'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-4418690943783674816</id><published>2007-11-12T17:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:06:32.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>float on</title><content type='html'>float on baby, float on - i’ve been trying to catch up&lt;br /&gt;lately i just see myself falling over and over again&lt;br /&gt;between sleepless nights and restless days, i’m in there&lt;br /&gt;do you feel me sliding in and out of your world?&lt;br /&gt;i’m trying to find my way into this angel town&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows i don’t belong around there&lt;br /&gt;but i’ll take fourteen hours next to you any day&lt;br /&gt;i can stay forever in the places you’ve been&lt;br /&gt;and i’ll take them a hundred times all over again&lt;br /&gt;the way you always look down at me&lt;br /&gt;makes me love the way you look from down here&lt;br /&gt;saturday night next to a fire we can’t light&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning sleeping in way too late&lt;br /&gt;i can only promise to be these things in the end&lt;br /&gt;i can wait a year for you; i know some things are worth it&lt;br /&gt;will you still be entwined in me, as crazy as can be?&lt;br /&gt;i just want to make sure i get enough of you now&lt;br /&gt;you can trust me with all that you know&lt;br /&gt;the best is yet to come in this one, i promise you&lt;br /&gt;give me those eight months to be something better&lt;br /&gt;next year will prove to better than the last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-4418690943783674816?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-3860292510286655541</id><published>2007-11-12T16:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:03:31.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>exhale</title><content type='html'>already taken more than i need&lt;br /&gt;another beautiful slap in the face&lt;br /&gt;do you still want to say goodbye tonight&lt;br /&gt;watching you getting more comfortable&lt;br /&gt;with every step you chase away from me&lt;br /&gt;it came to me then, as you turned around one more time&lt;br /&gt;you love me in pursuit&lt;br /&gt;you love me when you don’t care&lt;br /&gt;and i love how you don’t care at all&lt;br /&gt;this tuesday will drag on all year&lt;br /&gt;with the plans i have of coming back&lt;br /&gt;i keep watching you resisting an exhale&lt;br /&gt;you don’t know how to fall in love without a fight&lt;br /&gt;but you want to fall in love tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3860292510286655541?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3860292510286655541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=3860292510286655541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3860292510286655541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3860292510286655541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/exhale.html' title='exhale'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2590717979806298416</id><published>2007-11-12T16:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:46:11.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>copacetic</title><content type='html'>sometimes rain falls much slower&lt;br /&gt;when your sleeping&lt;br /&gt;she knows i'm not watching her&lt;br /&gt;like i used to&lt;br /&gt;hey baby you should show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;it's a revalation of the songs that&lt;br /&gt;i used to sing to you&lt;br /&gt;and i'll remember how hard you try,&lt;br /&gt;but how little we do.&lt;br /&gt;i noticed that i don't amuse you&lt;br /&gt;as much as i'd like to&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if you can still see me&lt;br /&gt;in the picture&lt;br /&gt;baby we could live better than kings usually do&lt;br /&gt;but you'd never love me if i could&lt;br /&gt;give you all you need&lt;br /&gt;and what would we do to argue,&lt;br /&gt;or do with your greed?&lt;br /&gt;so it's easy to love me&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hard to leave&lt;br /&gt;no you're not amusing&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not what you need&lt;br /&gt;and baby i know exactly what we need to do&lt;br /&gt;follow what it seems to be&lt;br /&gt;that's how it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not what you need&lt;br /&gt;just kiss me before you leave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2590717979806298416?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2590717979806298416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>chapter 3</title><content type='html'>when i first listened to clouds&lt;br /&gt;i thought i heard songs about you&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to paint a thousand pictures&lt;br /&gt;of you and the way you smile&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to play a thousand scenes&lt;br /&gt;of your thoughts and my dreams&lt;br /&gt;but i just listen to the songs in the dark&lt;br /&gt;outlines of you dancing in front of me&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not afraid anymore, i'm at ease&lt;br /&gt;since most of my days are spent alone&lt;br /&gt;and i know i've had you next to me&lt;br /&gt;these summers are closing, so is this chapter&lt;br /&gt;of my life and the friends i've made&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting a long time for this&lt;br /&gt;just to move on and some how past you&lt;br /&gt;now i realize that i'll always miss you&lt;br /&gt;the world is full of fallen angels&lt;br /&gt;i hope someone's there to catch you&lt;br /&gt;it'll hurt if you're alone&lt;br /&gt;and i won't be around to hear it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-1699758268237741557?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/1699758268237741557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=1699758268237741557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/1699758268237741557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/1699758268237741557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/chapter-3.html' title='chapter 3'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-462143768576513851</id><published>2007-11-12T16:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T11:20:45.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been so long&lt;br /&gt;since i held onto&lt;br /&gt;something i believe in&lt;br /&gt;could she be her&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't see her&lt;br /&gt;until it was too late, again&lt;br /&gt;red ruffled covers&lt;br /&gt;four putative lovers&lt;br /&gt;but i have found someone&lt;br /&gt;bright blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;such long good-byes&lt;br /&gt;still i am the lonely one&lt;br /&gt;my shaking hands&lt;br /&gt;these broken plans&lt;br /&gt;tell her that i'm so afraid&lt;br /&gt;but what's to come&lt;br /&gt;am i too young&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling more alone&lt;br /&gt;with each new day&lt;br /&gt;and i hear her say&lt;br /&gt;she admires the diffidence&lt;br /&gt;could she be&lt;br /&gt;what i need&lt;br /&gt;of all the chances i've given up&lt;br /&gt;it's black and white&lt;br /&gt;with gray and striped&lt;br /&gt;it's unforgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i know it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-462143768576513851?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/462143768576513851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=462143768576513851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/462143768576513851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/462143768576513851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-so-long-since-i-held-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-4575871672039020568</id><published>2007-11-12T16:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:24:30.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>beginning to believe</title><content type='html'>these slow songs i listen to trying to forget you&lt;br /&gt;remind me of you the second time i hear them&lt;br /&gt;the songs i write about everyone else&lt;br /&gt;remind me that i wasn't writing about you&lt;br /&gt;everything leads back to you eventually&lt;br /&gt;when you're obsessed with something&lt;br /&gt;you see it everywhere because you're looking for it&lt;br /&gt;happy endings make me wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;and tradegies help me feel so much more&lt;br /&gt;you still keep me awake at night, thinking&lt;br /&gt;how you would feel if you read every word&lt;br /&gt;you are so perfect when i dream about you&lt;br /&gt;i never want to wake up, you have me still&lt;br /&gt;i don't miss you, but i'll always love you&lt;br /&gt;and somethings i hope you'll never hear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-4575871672039020568?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-9193615815996955441</id><published>2007-11-12T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:23:07.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>beautifully say good-bye</title><content type='html'>sadly i know those eyes they always look so cold,&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know you, not like i do tonight,&lt;br /&gt;can we make this night last forever,&lt;br /&gt;i just don't want to lose the light,&lt;br /&gt;but there are times when we must share the ones we love,&lt;br /&gt;with the things that are greater than both of us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been here so long i hardly notice a change,&lt;br /&gt;if i walk away i'll feel the way that things start to age,&lt;br /&gt;when i walk away you pull me close,&lt;br /&gt;if i kiss you good-bye you won't let go,&lt;br /&gt;so beautifully say good-night and i'll sing to you in your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;and i want you to kiss me hard because tomorrow i'll be gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say i'm afraid but you are the lonely one,&lt;br /&gt;its been so quiet here but you are the only one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s funny how strange we can seem to ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;beginning to believe as we end for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;telling each other we want what’s best,&lt;br /&gt;but what i really want is you,&lt;br /&gt;i could let this truly start to get to me,&lt;br /&gt;how much i still want you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’ve been wondering when this moment would come,&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself a second chance will walk my way,&lt;br /&gt;as i walk away i smile and wait for it,&lt;br /&gt;kiss me like you mean it, i know you mean it,&lt;br /&gt;and beautifully say good-night and i'll sing to you in your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;and i want you to kiss me hard because tomorrow i'll be gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say i'm afraid now like i'm the only one,&lt;br /&gt;it's been so quiet here but you're the lonely one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-9193615815996955441?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/9193615815996955441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=9193615815996955441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/9193615815996955441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/9193615815996955441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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his love will outlast them both&lt;br /&gt;because immortality is inside us all&lt;br /&gt;like sunflowers and nightingales&lt;br /&gt;will always bring him back to her&lt;br /&gt;she's standing in the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;with darkness all around her&lt;br /&gt;wooden floors and crimson stained&lt;br /&gt;he knows that he can love&lt;br /&gt;long after life is gone&lt;br /&gt;he's not just a man anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-7035942117555117374?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/7035942117555117374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=7035942117555117374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hear&lt;br /&gt;the ideas we need not fear&lt;br /&gt;when it is finally over&lt;br /&gt;the way we dreamt it would end&lt;br /&gt;its hard to believe its real&lt;br /&gt;but "it" is just the way we feel&lt;br /&gt;a discription just won't do&lt;br /&gt;inside we can tell where we are&lt;br /&gt;and after time has disolved&lt;br /&gt;we can pretend after all&lt;br /&gt;as beautiful as it could be&lt;br /&gt;a kiss under clouds of chivalry&lt;br /&gt;and this slumber crowded plea&lt;br /&gt;was it "we", or "we" without me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-5870962663469524030?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5870962663469524030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2524164006172488728</id><published>2007-09-10T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T14:03:22.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>your summer</title><content type='html'>just follow my eyes&lt;br /&gt;isn't it beautiful&lt;br /&gt;the things we don't remember&lt;br /&gt;ever seeing or touching&lt;br /&gt;knowing we've ruined everything&lt;br /&gt;we've ever given each other&lt;br /&gt;and we still can't get away&lt;br /&gt;i could give you last summer&lt;br /&gt;the beach, the waves, the shore&lt;br /&gt;the hours spent on the hotel floor&lt;br /&gt;the way you crawled around me&lt;br /&gt;the way we laid in bed&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel so tall&lt;br /&gt;while you're lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;you told me i could be&lt;br /&gt;the biggest little mistake&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted to be your secret&lt;br /&gt;i only wanted you&lt;br /&gt;to be your beach, your waves, your shore&lt;br /&gt;your hours spent on the hotel floor&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to be your summer once more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2524164006172488728?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2524164006172488728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=2524164006172488728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2524164006172488728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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me&lt;br /&gt;an attempt to make yourself the victim&lt;br /&gt;and everyone feels sorry for you&lt;br /&gt;no one will ever hear your name again&lt;br /&gt;not from these lips you've kissed&lt;br /&gt;this is my attempt to keep myself&lt;br /&gt;from becoming your victim&lt;br /&gt;people will know that i'd been in love&lt;br /&gt;once before in my life&lt;br /&gt;and that i've learned my lesson&lt;br /&gt;but they'll never know it was you&lt;br /&gt;the unknown legend in my life&lt;br /&gt;now the forgotten love i'll keep&lt;br /&gt;forever hidden inside me&lt;br /&gt;but never again behind my screams&lt;br /&gt;no more sleepless nights chasing you&lt;br /&gt;from my deepest thoughts to my dreams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-1615726236861213404?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2506318600015972875</id><published>2007-09-10T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:59:18.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>to the things we've broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;here's to the things we've broken&lt;br /&gt;to the things that have gotten us here&lt;br /&gt;to the reasons we say say 'i love you'&lt;br /&gt;and to everything we no longer fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to the magic and coincidences&lt;br /&gt;to the serendipity that we've revealed&lt;br /&gt;to the impulses that we start to crave&lt;br /&gt;and to all the dancing in the fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to the times we've spent coming together&lt;br /&gt;to the nights and to the mornings afterward&lt;br /&gt;to everything we begun to share already&lt;br /&gt;and for everything thats left to be adored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2506318600015972875?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2506318600015972875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=2506318600015972875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2506318600015972875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/2506318600015972875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-things-weve-broken.html' title='to the things we&apos;ve broken'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-6744113679339635156</id><published>2007-09-10T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:58:46.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the ghosts will keep us</title><content type='html'>i’m sorry i’ve moved beyond trembling&lt;br /&gt;you want me to know what you’re doing&lt;br /&gt;i never asked to be kept informed&lt;br /&gt;are you asking me to change the way i feel?&lt;br /&gt;you were forgiven when i left you&lt;br /&gt;so i’m not leaving my doors open to you&lt;br /&gt;you don’t deserve the things i want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;there’s just not enough time to give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;not in this state anyway and not tonight&lt;br /&gt;the ghosts will keep you out where you belong&lt;br /&gt;i watched you secretly fall apart&lt;br /&gt;you were quite perfect when no one’s around&lt;br /&gt;i couldn’t wait for you to fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;don’t look for me when you wake up&lt;br /&gt;some disasters never would’ve been avoided&lt;br /&gt;that September will remain an inevitable ending&lt;br /&gt;of never knowing your kiss existed&lt;br /&gt;i always knew everything past may was a waste&lt;br /&gt;who needs autumn anyway?&lt;br /&gt;it always reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;the beginning of so much discomfort&lt;br /&gt;the end of my favorite freedom&lt;br /&gt;who needs autumn anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-6744113679339635156?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-6168715660647117769</id><published>2007-09-10T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:25:35.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>songs for the morning after</title><content type='html'>you've woken up to this&lt;br /&gt;your hand is on my chest&lt;br /&gt;and i love you under covers&lt;br /&gt;while you're looking up at me&lt;br /&gt;listening to me sing&lt;br /&gt;waiting to hear the words i love you&lt;br /&gt;moaning to what i say&lt;br /&gt;lets not forget today&lt;br /&gt;i love this moment that you're in&lt;br /&gt;wrapped up in my sheets&lt;br /&gt;and smiling while i sing&lt;br /&gt;these songs for the morning after&lt;br /&gt;when your hands touch my face&lt;br /&gt;it puts me in a place&lt;br /&gt;i'm still trying to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;you whisper with those eyes&lt;br /&gt;everything but goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;i love you is all i can think of&lt;br /&gt;your hair swings as you breathe&lt;br /&gt;when you laugh you start to squeeze&lt;br /&gt;you close your eyes when you kiss&lt;br /&gt;wrapped up in my sheets&lt;br /&gt;and smiling while i sing&lt;br /&gt;these songs for the morning after&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-6168715660647117769?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6168715660647117769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=6168715660647117769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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watched you fake so many dreams of mine&lt;br /&gt;two hours and all the awareness will be over&lt;br /&gt;you never have to worry about a random interaction&lt;br /&gt;but i miss the sound of shattered glass and pride&lt;br /&gt;still no one stands a chance, what a standard you’ve become!&lt;br /&gt;i’m waiting for you to fall back to second best&lt;br /&gt;it’s hard to believe it’s still you i’m drowning these days&lt;br /&gt;yes i still love you and i want that to change so badly&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows my mistakes, the ropes i hang from&lt;br /&gt;i never imagined you would personify these regrets&lt;br /&gt;but here we are falling in love with our ghosts and demons&lt;br /&gt;over and over again - you keep me alone, like you wanted it&lt;br /&gt;right there with the vanity of purity and trust&lt;br /&gt;that are engraved with your initials forever, but you can have them&lt;br /&gt;along with the love, jealousy and forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;that i can’t seem to tear away from my memories&lt;br /&gt;i don’t think i’ll ever be this close to you again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3961729475027241775?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3961729475027241775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=3961729475027241775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3961729475027241775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/3961729475027241775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/09/purity-and-trust.html' title='purity and trust'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2183720079475708710</id><published>2007-09-10T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:23:15.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>make you mine</title><content type='html'>meet me at bailey's after midnight&lt;br /&gt;i know when you're ready to go&lt;br /&gt;talk me up and fill me out&lt;br /&gt;we could scream over this music, but i don't know how&lt;br /&gt;can you keep it to yourself&lt;br /&gt;the less we know the more we're free&lt;br /&gt;you can have me on my hands and knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been waiting such a long time&lt;br /&gt;to dance around these problems&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm about to die&lt;br /&gt;the things i don't tell you are to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;your dreams keep me sleeping&lt;br /&gt;i could always be that imaginary friend&lt;br /&gt;i want to taste you in the palm of your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to forget all the ways back home&lt;br /&gt;but i do remember seeing you smile&lt;br /&gt;hiding in some glass cases&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes and see all your different faces&lt;br /&gt;can i come over and get one&lt;br /&gt;it's always gets so hard to tell you no&lt;br /&gt;but my hallways show which way to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2183720079475708710?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-5410839838899421853</id><published>2007-09-10T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:18:46.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lovers</title><content type='html'>i thought about you today&lt;br /&gt;i’ve done some things for you that i don’t know if you’ll get to see&lt;br /&gt;i know i want to see the remains replaced&lt;br /&gt;the parts that i’ve been protecting&lt;br /&gt;they’re out of shape and out of touch&lt;br /&gt;they aren’t gone, not yet anyway&lt;br /&gt;i can hold on longer if you’d ask me&lt;br /&gt;you were the best thing that i tried to believe in&lt;br /&gt;trust me it’s still there&lt;br /&gt;look for a while and let me know&lt;br /&gt;i believe you couldn’t let it go&lt;br /&gt;you’re still falling away&lt;br /&gt;while i’m falling down&lt;br /&gt;i’ll wait for you to get here&lt;br /&gt;one day you’ll miss me&lt;br /&gt;and you know where i’ll be&lt;br /&gt;where they keep dead poets and lovers&lt;br /&gt;and everything that’s waiting to be discovered&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-5410839838899421853?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5410839838899421853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=5410839838899421853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/5410839838899421853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/5410839838899421853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/09/lovers.html' title='lovers'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2322314592169241055</id><published>2007-09-10T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:17:45.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jasmine or lavender</title><content type='html'>this burning feeling for a breath&lt;br /&gt;i just can't inhale deep enough&lt;br /&gt;i want this, i need this&lt;br /&gt;but not another new life&lt;br /&gt;the glowing and buzzing behind you&lt;br /&gt;something like a lilly comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;jasmine or a lavender, some scent of heather&lt;br /&gt;it almost chokes me, and i smile&lt;br /&gt;touching my ear, my lips, my cheek&lt;br /&gt;a distinguished sign of severed nerves&lt;br /&gt;feeling my hands, my wrists, my arms&lt;br /&gt;courage found a place to hide&lt;br /&gt;and it's beating me today&lt;br /&gt;forcing closure never works&lt;br /&gt;this month i'm going to have to fake it&lt;br /&gt;i can't just drop this&lt;br /&gt;and forget you, but i'll try&lt;br /&gt;you won't be the last to love me&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to be the first for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2322314592169241055?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2322314592169241055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-6336180628257960714</id><published>2007-09-10T13:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T15:40:28.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>immune to my sympathy</title><content type='html'>i put you up there&lt;br /&gt;up above everyone else&lt;br /&gt;so how can i ask you to come down&lt;br /&gt;back down here with the rest of us&lt;br /&gt;just so i can hear you whispering&lt;br /&gt;close enough to make out&lt;br /&gt;everything you say to me&lt;br /&gt;but you're so tainted now&lt;br /&gt;just one reason for me&lt;br /&gt;to not go back there again&lt;br /&gt;i never felt you coming&lt;br /&gt;but i always felt you leave&lt;br /&gt;wounds so deep inside me&lt;br /&gt;they will never recede&lt;br /&gt;scars i'll never let you see&lt;br /&gt;the ones that i still let bleed&lt;br /&gt;because the more pain i'm in&lt;br /&gt;the further away from me you'll be&lt;br /&gt;but the pain doesn't hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;i've grown immune to my sympathy&lt;br /&gt;and finding myself intertested in&lt;br /&gt;hating you because you were with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-6336180628257960714?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/6336180628257960714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=6336180628257960714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/6336180628257960714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/6336180628257960714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/09/immune-to-my-sypmathy.html' title='immune to my sympathy'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-2192638251449414662</id><published>2007-09-10T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T11:42:56.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey unfaithful</title><content type='html'>it's heavy, another tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;are you finger painting without me?&lt;br /&gt;can i hold you to that?&lt;br /&gt;because you lied to me once, and&lt;br /&gt;lied again, like what lies beside the&lt;br /&gt;signs we hide&lt;br /&gt;and now you're drowning&lt;br /&gt;but the angels can't find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey unfaithful,&lt;br /&gt;i will teach you to be stronger&lt;br /&gt;hey ungraceful,&lt;br /&gt;i will teach you to forgive one another&lt;br /&gt;hey unloving, i will love&lt;br /&gt;yes, i will love&lt;br /&gt;now the angels,&lt;br /&gt;welcome me&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;am i ready to go&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;now the angels&lt;br /&gt;will welcome me&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good bye again, i've let go&lt;br /&gt;and lost my grip&lt;br /&gt;reality washes away any hope&lt;br /&gt;i'm nothing without it&lt;br /&gt;we always turn into someone else&lt;br /&gt;to put the past behind&lt;br /&gt;i've been forced to change&lt;br /&gt;and i blame you for my death&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2192638251449414662?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-507766081489621543</id><published>2007-09-10T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:08:43.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ferris wheels</title><content type='html'>no one ever calls on the weekends&lt;br /&gt;makes me think about the holidays&lt;br /&gt;when i went by a different name&lt;br /&gt;and carnival lights made me smile&lt;br /&gt;we wasted so many hours together&lt;br /&gt;the ferris wheel and the spinners&lt;br /&gt;rigged games and stuffed prizes&lt;br /&gt;i had hoped to finally find closure&lt;br /&gt;but we were never really there&lt;br /&gt;i'm standing alone on my roof&lt;br /&gt;screaming up into our morning sky&lt;br /&gt;until i can't hear my voice anymore,&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of these memories&lt;br /&gt;the ones of you that i can't find&lt;br /&gt;the morning comes to find me&lt;br /&gt;even if the nights are still there&lt;br /&gt;now i'm running around in circles&lt;br /&gt;again the spinners and ferris wheels&lt;br /&gt;still looking for my own closure&lt;br /&gt;even if we were never really there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-507766081489621543?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/507766081489621543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=507766081489621543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/507766081489621543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195128681412871090/posts/default/507766081489621543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/2007/09/ferris-wheels.html' title='ferris wheels'/><author><name>i was everyone i wanted to be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-3455216557511689654</id><published>2007-09-10T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T11:45:04.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>denial</title><content type='html'>i keep finding you around me&lt;br /&gt;a book, a briefcase, a pocket&lt;br /&gt;hearing "i'll never hurt you"&lt;br /&gt;and some how irony sets in&lt;br /&gt;how much of you can i take&lt;br /&gt;you ask me to stay here for you&lt;br /&gt;"i'll always love you" with a smile&lt;br /&gt;but i haven't seen you in months&lt;br /&gt;why should i stay after you're gone&lt;br /&gt;deception of love you left behind&lt;br /&gt;illusion on paper&lt;br /&gt;phrases without meaning&lt;br /&gt;i hate the word love by your hand&lt;br /&gt;you write it like you care&lt;br /&gt;but you smile like you don't&lt;br /&gt;you ask me to love you&lt;br /&gt;and i hope that i won't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-3455216557511689654?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/3455216557511689654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=3455216557511689654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;in four days, i'll see chicago&lt;br /&gt;but while i'm there i will be lost&lt;br /&gt;i miss your eyes, where'd you hide them&lt;br /&gt;audrey please help me find this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not chasing you, so come back to me&lt;br /&gt;such a pretty face, but i'm not sorry&lt;br /&gt;autumn is for lovers, october's coming&lt;br /&gt;please don't make me wait, and come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid september, still in florida&lt;br /&gt;the road has led me hear again&lt;br /&gt;saw that girl, from ashtabula&lt;br /&gt;her smile made me think of you&lt;br /&gt;you said good bye, haven't called me&lt;br /&gt;so audrey where'd you end up now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not chasing you, so come back to me&lt;br /&gt;such a pretty face, but i'm not sorry&lt;br /&gt;autumn is for lovers, october's coming&lt;br /&gt;please don't make me wait, and come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's halloween, i'm a pirate&lt;br /&gt;someone's sleeping on the couch&lt;br /&gt;it's 2 am, it's november&lt;br /&gt;i've made mistakes that i regret&lt;br /&gt;her name's renee, some kind of bunny&lt;br /&gt;tonight i'm taking nothing back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not chasing you, don't come back to me&lt;br /&gt;such a different place, but i'm not sorry&lt;br /&gt;autumn is for lovers, now winter's coming&lt;br /&gt;please don't make me wait, don't come back to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-5518257788665011934?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/5518257788665011934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195128681412871090&amp;postID=5518257788665011934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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brings me closer to death again&lt;br /&gt;i have no fear since you've become all that i have&lt;br /&gt;so you gave me a chance to hold on&lt;br /&gt;because I'm starting to believe, oh I'm starting to believe&lt;br /&gt;a feeling that's hard to argue against&lt;br /&gt;and a reason to stand here with my eyes open&lt;br /&gt;watching to see if holding on means you will come back&lt;br /&gt;i could always smile and act like you didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;i could always be dramatic and willing to live on hope&lt;br /&gt;but you always said "hope drives us insane, if that's all we have"&lt;br /&gt;and i'm starting to believe it, and i'm starting to believe it&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm still holding on tight&lt;br /&gt;because something might happen&lt;br /&gt;i want to battle sanity over you being here with me&lt;br /&gt;even if it brings me closer to life again&lt;br /&gt;with you here to remind me of who i am again&lt;br /&gt;would you lie with me, tell me you'll be back soon too&lt;br /&gt;because i'm starting to believe, oh i'm starting to believe&lt;br /&gt;that you are so much closer than you seem to be&lt;br /&gt;when i shut my eyes and think i'm someone&lt;br /&gt;who could hold on longer, who can scream so much louder&lt;br /&gt;into empty spaces that i know you've never been&lt;br /&gt;i want to leave something there, a piece of my soul&lt;br /&gt;you took part of it so it may bring you back if it knows where to go&lt;br /&gt;and i'm starting to believe it, i'm starting to believe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-2227248980520247930?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com/feeds/2227248980520247930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/Caly2020/n16701223_32383817_4918.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195128681412871090.post-4306324634974777533</id><published>2007-09-10T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T12:56:23.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>and it seems like so long since i closed my eyes&lt;br /&gt;can you let go of me&lt;br /&gt;or will you hold on to what you have stolen from me&lt;br /&gt;it's not the same anymore&lt;br /&gt;cause i know&lt;br /&gt;you were the last of the best of me&lt;br /&gt;asphyxiated by passion and plagued by uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;lets just give this one more night&lt;br /&gt;we can try one more time&lt;br /&gt;the night is too cold to keep spending it alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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couple of drinks to remind me&lt;br /&gt;but I have a feeling I’ll never throw like this again&lt;br /&gt;and it’s all because of you&lt;br /&gt;so many opportunities to learn to suppress it&lt;br /&gt;lets cop out to it being because it’s who we are&lt;br /&gt;and then it’ll work out just fine&lt;br /&gt;but who thinks about the future&lt;br /&gt;when there is so much more that’s behind you&lt;br /&gt;i guess that’s what makes it so hard to move on&lt;br /&gt;you won’t be one I can’t get over&lt;br /&gt;after all it was only a couple of weeks&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for bringing back the memories&lt;br /&gt;it feels just like coming back home&lt;br /&gt;when I’ve tried to stay away for so long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195128681412871090-4360347135512554272?l=theseropesihangfrom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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