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Oct 11 ’09

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alas i can’t ever go back
my heart as been indifferent for so long
it was hard to keep it intact
you can’t see what i see
you couldn’t know what it means to me

that place with trees killed me
ripped all my faith, feeling, and brave apart                                                      we need to be needed
and maybe thats just the start

ive pushed it away
repetitively, i dont need it
i have so many other things to deal with

why do i do this?
why do we try?
why when all they ever do is say goodbye?
if i could teach you something here

it’d be however far or near
we’re all connected in some way
either by the bays or sun rays

love isn’t lust
love isn’t hate
love isn’t to degrate
maybe i’ll just wait