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Monday, November 30, 2009


Friday :L
periods one and two, ;@ ebboott
during class he rages at me freaken dickhead ;@ and i cried he didn't know what shit i was doing just ragged,just felt like stabbing a knife up his damn big ass and his face ;@
three and four,
science boring like no shit in the computer room still pissed off cant be fucked doing any work so just say the computers fucked,
five and six,maths
boring shit doing a chapter review and had to shutup, for some nerds to do there "extention" shit test ;@ pearch is so mean ;@ damn hot and turns off the fans.
seven,
watching Matilda everyone was calm..
eight,
doing some test, bored no shit.

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Friday, November 27, 2009


We were out for walk when I turned her way
Your not gonna like it but I have to say

Her face went pale and she put up her guard
Knowing my news would hit her hard

I said I can't love you, I'm sorry, I tried
It was her left eye that teared, but her heart that cried

She said I hate you and she turned and ran
She looked back and yelled, you're not even a man

I chased after her, though she drifted from sight
I was so scared now, concerned that she might

I got to her house, my worst fear came true
As she stood holding the knife, she yelled screw you

It took this moment to help me see
That I truly loved her, and she truly loved me

Now my love is on the edge, and it wasn't an act
I told her I loved her, that I took it all back

She said it's a lie, you don't love me
But this kitchen knife does and it can set me free

I started to beg, please honey, no
But she closed her eyes and in it did go

It was so much pain she couldn't stand anymore
She dropped to her knees, then down to the floor

I ran to her body and crouched at her side
The pain I was feeling I couldn't hide

It was all my fault, that my love took her life
It may as well have been me, holding the knife

I held her hand, and touched her face
I tried to stop the bleeding just above her waist

The last thing she said is forever in my mind
That I killed my true love and that's hard to find

I told her I loved her and I started to cry
She turned her head away, and silently died

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Would you just listen and please don't say a word, just yet,
I'd like you to think back to the very first time we met,
How you felt around me? The memories we shared,
And just remember that once upon a time, you really cared.

Now think about how we parted, and how much I cried,
But please don't speak, remember that I never ever lied,
That I told you the honest truth about why we were to split,
But now I'd like you to know that my heart broke bit by bit.

The pain was deep, unbearable and painful, for so many years,
I'll never forget all the sadness, all the uncontrollable tears,
Slowly I am rebuilding my life, I am content with what I've got,
And although it is hard I am beginning to forget what I have not.

You were a special part of my life that I will never forget,
A part of my life that broke my heart, but that I don't regret,
You gave me some happy memories that I'll keep in my heart,
Although sometimes I wish that you and I didn't have to part.

You were my first love and my true love, that will always be so,
After all of the heartache, sadness and never ending pain, I know,
You and I had something special and that will never change,
Because I love you and loving someone else will always seem strange.

Would you just listen and please don't say a word, not ever,
I'd like you to remember that once upon a time, we said forever,
That I had hopes and dreams, that I was the one who threw them away,
And this is something I will always regret until my dying day.

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