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Written about Wednesday 2005-07-27
Written: (7058 days ago)

This is a song I wrote while watching Tripple X: state of the Union

DEAD AND GONE

I'm dead and gone,
And hurtin',
I'm missin you,
But not your-
(FACE!)

You hurt me,
You broke me,
You said,
"Its only Misshandling of a corpse,
And thats a charge I can-"
(TAKE!)

(chorus)
You kill me,
And it pleases you,
I'm just a puppet,
And your pullin my strings,
Why can't you let me-
(BE!)

So I slit my wrists and died,
Because of you
(YOU!)
I was late to my own,
Late to my own funeral,
Because of You,
(YOU!)

(chours)

(YOU!)
Never let me
(BE!)
You killed ME
(YOU!)
Put me in harms way
(YOU!)
Why dont you let me
(BE?!)
But you never let me BE
(BE!)
SO now I'm DEAD
(DEAD!)
*whispered* And Gone
(GONE!)

630583 Link to this entry
Written about Saturday 2005-07-23
Written: (7062 days ago)

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I seriously wanna go back to oklahoma, i miss hiking, rock climbing on mount scott, running out of water 15 miles from everywhere but the vistors center--well not so much that but you get the point--i miss being with people i care about, and can actually stand. I miss being able to turn around and see hundreds of acres of forest and wood, hiking trail and mountains... I felt at home there... Even though at one point I said, "If I never see another cliff again, it'll be too soon." I got some weird looks, but then made up for it by saying "Unless I come back here of course." And now, i really really really wanna go rockclimbing, go back to Fourty foot Hole, and see the 10ft water fall... climb up that damned cliff just to get down.
The only thing i dont miss is having a second digree sunburn... ouch.

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