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Suicide

Suicide
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I met her in her best days; She was full of life, full of love, A presence not easily erased. There's beauty here you can't even see. Close your eyes, don't look, only feel. It's there in the wind, in music and your dreams. She knew more than anyone I'd met. That common sense didn't exist, And you can only pretend your destiny's set. I held her hand and looked to the sky And why didn't I know then, That only the bad will ask why?
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Did you see her, just before? All the while she hated herself; Thought

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SuicideSuicide
i.
I met her in her best days; She was full of life, full of love, A presence not easily erased. There's beauty here you can't even see. Close your eyes, don't look, only feel. It's there in the wind, in music and your dreams. She knew more than anyone I'd met. That common sense didn't exist, And you can only pretend your destiny's set. I held her hand and looked to the sky And why didn't I know then, That only the bad will ask why?
ii.
Did you see her, just before? All the while she hated herself; Thought Suicide
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.058 Loneliness.058 Loneliness
My heart feels heavy, My eyes fill fast. Why am I the one Who always comes last? You cried on my chest, I held you tight. I ran to you first, You picked a fight.
Too clingy, too small, Too whiny, too young, Too stupid, too weird, Too ugly, too dumb.
It's interesting you know, That you've been so mean, Yet I've clung to you; Believed you love me.
Each time you'd yell, You knew my heart fell. Each insult you threw, I took to be true.
I still let you hurt me, Even n .058 Loneliness
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BenjaminBenjamin
It was time for Benjamin. He didn't say a word when he left, just frowned. That's all he did most of the time anyway, but somehow this was different from the rest. I'd have given anything for a smile, like the ones he used to show. Sometimes.
I always knew there was something wrong. He never admitted it, but there was.
I don't want to talk about it.
Why? Why wouldn't he allow me just one small glimpse of what went on behind that hard exterior? There were times... every once in a while... when he seemed to have prepared his words precicely as he'd have me hear them and forgotten one Benjamin
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.003 Lost.003 Lost
Two fingers trace painful lines, Wavy and invisible over blinding white.
Her nails are pink, her hair blonde. Blue eyes sarkle, despite her pain.
Halls turn into halls, leading endlessly on. She's lost count of the miles she's gone.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. What could she have done to them that she deserves this?
One more day passes silently. Why do they keep on doing this to me?
She's perfect and innocent and thrown into the wind, It drops her here time after time, this same old pl .003 Lost
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Dear DavidA little bit dead and a litte frightening these memories flash like sparks of lightining
go away, go away go away, go away I don't want to hear your sickening breathing
I don't want to remember what you never were to me until I saw you, helpless lying in your hospital tomb
your memory pains as I never refrained from teasing and torture as older brothers do
now you're gone like an unfinished song a treasure stolen Dear david - I speak for us all
We  miss  you. Dear David
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two weeks.

Wed Jun 24, 2009, 4:40 PM

It's kind of a family thing. First two weeks of summer vacation we go to this cabin in northern vermont and all that. It's like a four hour drive at best. It's not all bad I guess, except I thought I'd be nice and let everyone know I'm not going to be online at all for these next fourteen days. Sorry. But By the time I get back I'll have so much written it's not even funny.