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Friday, May 06, 2005
[Electric violins are sexy, you betcha.]
Mary belongs to the words of a song.
I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her.
But she will not wait for me, anymore, anymore.
Why did I say all those things before? I was sure.
(She is the one), but I have a purpose,
(she is the one), and I have to fight this,
(she is the one), a villian I can't knock down.
I see your face with every punch I take,
and every bone I break, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
still I will always fight on for you.
Mary's alive in the bright New York sky,
the city lights shine for her, above them I cry for her.
Everything's small on the ground below, down below.
What if I fall, then where would I go, would she know?
(She is the one), all that I wanted,
(she is the one), and I will be haunted,
(she is the one), this gift is my curse for now.
I see your face with every punch I take,
and every bone I break, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
Still I will always fight on for you. Fight on for you ...
I've been thinking- I am a strong believer in karma, retroactively. As in, when I fuck up, I expect shit to blow up in my face. When others fuck up, I wait until they're eating shit. But if someone (aka me) loses the chance for a real moment of happiness, do they eventually get another chance? Circumstances are lining up to show me that my long lost mate is reincarnated- kinda. And he is Buddhist, the religion that is the crux of reincarnation. He shares the same quality and the name. But more so. I'm a tiny bit frightened and intrigued and bewildered.
You got it. Ulcer time.
9:42 AM
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1 Comments:
what do you mean your long lost mate?? have you met someone??
-boo
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