shinoakurei
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2004 19 September :: 9.20pm
You've got a lot of nerve and I've got a lot of fingers to point
While you were busy building knowledge I was already right
I know a voice like yours is not a weapon at all
And even mine is not a chisel for a thickened skull
So you can chant your anthems to the deaf
And we can sit here and cry until there's nothing left
Or we can take our voices with our hands
Make like knives and make demands
We'll take our voices - with our hands
Make like knives - we'll make demands
I'm burning bridges for the last time
I'm breaking habits for the first time
I saw my future today, it said I'm going away
But I still haven't sung the last line
On my way down..
I'm not ready to lay, not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
And everyday of my life I can feel it getting harder to breathe
With every minute ticking by I'm getting ready to leave
I know a life like mine is not a reason to fret
But I've been busy making scars that you will never forget
If only thirty three years can save my life
I've had twenty three more to make things right
So when I'm taken to the sky and you're still here
You can clear your mind and dry your tears
When I'm taken home - and you're still here
Just clear your mind - dry your tears
I'm burning bridges for the last time
I'm breaking habits for the first time
I saw my future today, it said I'm going away
But I still haven't sung the last line.
On my way down..
I'm not ready to lay, not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
When I'm taken home - and you're still here
Just clear your mind - dry your tears
We'll take our voices - with our hands
Make like knives - we'll make demands
I'm not ready to lay, not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
Smell the Pretty Flowers
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shinoakurei
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2004 19 September :: 9.07pm
:: Mood: ok i guess
:: Music: Demon Hunter- Not Ready to Die
Got back from Sky Captian and the World of Tomarrow, it was great i suggest you see it if you get the chance.
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Smell the Pretty Flowers
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shinoakurei
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2004 18 September :: 10.15pm
:: Mood: sad
I dont know...
It feels like theres a sharp stinging pain in my chest....the kind of pain that comes before tears...I wanted them to stay...its still early, there should still be laughter, and jeering, and talking, but instead there is only silence, which is broken by my sobs....I detest life sometimes...i dont mean it but, i feel like it...
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Smell the Pretty Flowers
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shinoakurei
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2004 17 September :: 6.07pm
:: Mood: worried
:: Music: Metallica- One/Fade to Black/Nothing Else Matters
So be it...
If this is the last thing i write, then so be it...but i want my last words to be:
Smell the Pretty Flowers
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shinoakurei
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2004 16 September :: 1.50pm
:: Mood: sympathetic
:: Music: 311- Love Song
Just for you meredith
Im sorry i yelled and we fought. I still love you with all my heart, Im sorry your day is going bad. Please dont say you want to die...you know how that make me feel...you know i feel like its my fault, Im a monster....i shouldnt do those things to you. If you feel like forgiving me call me tonight, or call the cell we you get home.
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Smell the Pretty Flowers
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