A place where my creative waves grow and die. The notebooks i keep, although they aren't always accurate or regular, are recorded here. This is somewhere where i hope i can make it work...

Saturday, September 17, 2005

I Want...

I want to fly
Fly away from this conflict

I want to die
Lost and alone amidst this destruction

I want to lie
To save myself, and his heart

I want to cry
Release my fears and inner self

I want to sigh
Breathe out the turmoil in my heart

I want to pry
Pry open this box of suppressed hurts

I want to try
Try to live without these stupid games

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