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2005 27 March :: 9.10 pm
As Your Ghost Takes Flight
The last time that I saw you, August of '99,
I should've had my hammer and a few rusty spikes
to nail you on a wall and use bottles to catch your blood
and display you for the neighbors so they know your time had come.
And I'd drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.
And as your body sags and the stench rises in vain,
the people on the street are collecting in dismay.
Before your eyes your head lifts towards the sky
and that's the last thing they'll remember of you.
And I'd drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.
You've become a ghost.
You're floating somewhere in between
the waking world and a landscape of dreams.
Well it's nothing but dying.
You've got a grenade stuck in your teeth and you're pulling at the pin.
You're an illusion, just a shadow flickering underneath the sun.
And I'd drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.
first breath after coma |
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2005 27 March :: 8.45 pm
taken from mike because i'm effing bored
| How to make a iamjackssn26 |
Ingredients:
3 parts pride
1 part humour
3 parts instinct |
Method:
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add sadness to taste! Do not overindulge! |
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first breath after coma |
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2005 26 March :: 8.39 am
Know that I need you
I want you
I知 dying for you
Here in my heart where my veins are
Combusting for you
All that I've learned I unlearned
And I知 falling for you now.
For you now
And I知 sinking slowly into nothing
Nothing matters
Give me something I can hold onto
Only you
Can save me
Save me
Can save me
Know that I need you
I want you
I知 dying for you
Here in my heart where my veins are
Combusting for you
All that I've learned I unlearned
And I知 falling for you now.
that song effing rocks.
first breath after coma |
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2005 25 March :: 10.48 pm
:: Mood: hungry
:: Music: the apparatus of heaven - if only for just a moment
so i have another meet tomorrow at Eastern Michigan University. i get to run the 4x200 meter (800 meter relay) at around 5. i have to leave my house and pick up tom tomorrow at 9 a.m. (he lives literally across the street, 22 mile.) i have no idea what time i will be home, so call and leave a message on my cell (722-4334). for some reason something just reminded me of the bet i have with jack. we bet that whoever got a girlfriend first would get $10 from whoever didn't win. that was a year and some ago. what's sad is that i don't care anymore, i really stopped caring when i turned 17 in november. so anyway, i don't really want to run. monday is the absolute last day for a few hours to do anything with me before i leave for florida til sunday.
first breath after coma |
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2005 24 March :: 8.18 pm
:: Mood: bored
:: Music: anberlin - paperthin hymn
ran macomb indoor championships yesterday. i got between 10th and 15th in the 300 meter, somehow. woke up and went to the doctors to get my muscles stretched again which hurt really fucking bad. got food and came back home. i found a copy of the roman rituals which i read and translated for 3 hours. pre-vatican two church books are really interesting. the whole thing on blessings is really long, the section of exorcisms is long too. i leave tuesday morning (3 a.m.) for florida. you have just tomorrow (friday) to do anything with me. and its not like any of you will anyway, so i'll watch movies.
When your only friends are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight
These roads never seemed so long
Since your paperheart start beating leaving me suddenly alone
Will daybreak ever come?
Who's gonna call on sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands
I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head
Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends
August evenings
Bring solemn warnings
To remember to kiss the ones you love goodnight
You never know what temporal days may bring
So laugh, love, live free and sing
When life is in dischord
Praise ye the lord
Who's gonna call on sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands
I thought you said forever
Over and over
The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head
Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends
I thought you said forever
over and over
The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head
over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends
I thought you said forever
over and over
These thoughts run through my head
first breath after coma |
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2005 24 March :: 3.23 pm
I love anyone who is into the music. When people take it a step too far by getting into the fashion and personality, that's when I shut off. I have a difficult time embracing fans that love the side effects more than the actual music. Listen to music, not artists. Let the art speak for itself.
first breath after coma |
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