It's not the voices in MY head that bother me it's the voices in YOUR head that bother me."Different" Animals of America
coming to you straight from the tropical farmland of the south-west.
The Past is the Past and the Rest is Silence
Why do i want you so badly yet at the same time fear and hate you so greatly? Your touch is
all it takes to freeze me, to pull (for lack of a better word) me into your grasp. BS,(she says)
you just can't get over me easily, I have no power over guys. Is that so? I ask you this,
why cant i get over you? your touch is like the greatest of suductions it drunkens me and
keeps me wanting more, it frees me from the horrors of life just for the few moments that
i'm in your embrace. You once asked me why i feel agression toward your new love, I tell you
now. Have you ever know someone who had something, that one thing in all the world that you
would trade everythnig else for? Thats who I feel he is. I envy him and at the same time
dispise him for he has the one thing in all the world that i could live for that one thing
that i care for more than a quick meeningful life. (a long pause) At long last the silence is
broken but what words can be said. I love you, sleep well, live a good happy life and goodbye
no words ever meant more. The journey in between what you once were and who you are now becoming is where the dance of life really takes place.
sun stricken
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