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  • a place to call home

    Current mood:accomplished

    a place to call home, one where you might scrape for a bone, hang yourself from a cordless phone, a place to have a heart, a place where love can start, thru eyes so vacant stares family affairs, a place where you know someone will be there, thru eyes welled up in tears, a place to call home no matter how many years, a place to forgive and forget, to help with the sorrow and bury loved pets, to be the one who noticed the years, they crawl till they walk and run without a care, and sometimes they just might have to look over there shoulder just to see if someones still there, and without that how would be be here or there, a place to lay your head down without fright, one to close your eyes and open them to see the light, a place where you know its safe, to deal with the stress and debate, a place where everyone grows and goes, a place to remeber those who have grown to become old, never forgotten and never not told, stories that warm the heart and fuel our souls, im here to prolong that place to call home...
    4:32 AM

  • Hey cara

    Hey CARA,

    can't you let me catch up i let myself fall behind, but im comming back with a better mind, i can't keep running i don't have the time, i think you just know the way, the way i feel for you, an i hope you feel for me, i love you, why haven't i ever told you,

    baby cara, don't feel so down, when i hold you high above me, whys it gotta be so damn hard, the way i feel for you, you feel the same way too?

    i get light headed, just thinking of you, the way you make me smile while you go thru, and its all nonsence, but it can't be pretend, your breaking me down, im on my knees, cara please tell me the truth

    2:35 AM

  • least of all the space between us

    Current mood:indescribable

    eye to eye she asked for it often, little was the space between us, even less was the need for caution, reaching out to be hand in hand, but being myself its hard to understand, if i stare into your eyes i may never stop, endless is her  vortex my head would pop, sitting with smokefilled lungs and thoughts so deep, endless hours of being awake, with never the yawn for sleep,

    only thoughts of you so lucid and new, least of all the space between us is just being close to you

     

    6:11 AM
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      • Holly B

        that's what's up, i'd die to be able to write like that.
        love you.

        4 years ago

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