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the beginning (a simple seed) ~the classic crime
i left my heart in a plastic box
on the bedside table, it will be locked
til i get home

i'm growing feeble and tired of the world
tired of constantly missing my girl
and i long to smell the sea

the sea...
the sea-yeah

i miss the Pacific Ocean
and the northwestern air
and run each of my fingers
through the strands of her hair

ive been over this country lately
but i've been nowhere it seems, nowhere

but ive found the cure to my landlocked blues
its coming home to you


if a simple seed
gets just what it needs
then a redwood tree can grow
up to a hundred feet
and endure the sleet and the snow

but if my whole life
was wrapped and priced
i wonder what the tag would show
cuz everytime im close to the holy ghost
i let her go

i let her go...

i left my heart in a plastic box
on the bedside table
it will be locked, til i get home

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quotes i'd like to save...
-=How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd=- ~Alexander Pope

-=ur the sunshine after the rain, the tylenol to my pain=-~me

-='I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry=- ~ W.H. Auden

-=live ur life, make ur heaven=- ~me reflecting upon stuff i learned at yfc

-=life isnt measured by the breaths u take, but moreso the number of breaths u take away=-~meggyo's profile
what causes an emotional reaciton.
04/16/2011 8:08:35 PM
i'm feeling numb..ish. maybe a lil..pointless. *sigh* i dunno. i guess more...lacking in a real passion or hardship. kinda a mildly boring middle ground. the best song writers pour emotion into their music.
sharp painful experience.
stinging insult in song form.
graceful expression of thanks.
rhapsodic call from the rooftops of insanely loving love.

what was my last sharp painful experience? abandonment comes to mind....

father,dad, pop. when i was just 7 or 8, you took me to shoot a basketball. couldn't launch the ball that high from the ground. i looked up to you, shooting it with one hand, with such a natural ease, nothing but net.

i'll never forget you.

casinos were your favorite spots. race tracks a close second best. you taught me to entertain myself with a few arcade games. it was a start of something big for me. a staple in my life - the games, not the gambling. from your mistakes, i learned.

i'll always thank you. never hate you.

and now. now you're safe. away from the drugs, away from the things that poisoned you so. but your sons...are forever your sons. distance will not change that. the younger two may forget, or more-so will not have many reminders to realize they've forgotten. i'll always remember the way you loved to sing along to "lite rock" on 96.5 k.o.i.t. Your absolute standard of respect, but with a simultaneous readiness for fun. both at any and all times. i'll easily recall your jokes. puti 'to, mas puti 'to. your pure devotion to your friends... a sort of distance from your family.. i guess i missed that from both of my parents.

theres only so much to remember. i only knew you until 8th grade. i only had a father up to 8th grade. barely a sentient being, and for so little time, i feel i didn't get a chance to return the love you gave me. i want to make you proud. to show you my gratitude. to feel you pat me on the back, with those rough hands that before i was 4, scratched my back until i fell sound asleep.

i'll never forget you. i'll always love you Pop.

My dad died when I was 11
It really is crazy to see how things have changed since then...
» middaymoon on 2011-04-16 09:32:48

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the number is lesser in value..and easier to swallow
~'would you like something to drink'
if your stomach feels weak, then my work here is done
~'the words "best friend" become redefined'
if theres no one beside you when your soul embarks, i'll follow you into the dark
~'i'll follow you into the dark'
i'll be floating out at sea, waiting for periscopes to spot my warm body
~'no ace, just you'
this is the part where i'll admit i'm getting what i deserve
~'lost and found'
lets sleep tonight on a bed of nails, so that every other night doesn't seem so painful after all
~'beter than sex'
if it were up to me, you're gone, i've been dying to get it into you somehow
hours pass, and she still counts the minutes that i am not there, i swear i didn't mean for it to feel like this
wanna fuck up my life?-i'll let you.
this is the rhythm i was signing to the beat of my feat as i walked away
~'i fought the broad (and the broad won)'
ur stomach's filled up but ur starved for conversation
~'soco amaretto lime'
if i could, i'd only want to make you smile
~'make you smile'
the past is only the future with the lights on
~'baby, come on'
morning always comes too quick when you're around..
~'still breathing'
i beg not to escape permeating my pores, whetting my appetite for more
~'amanda's poem about unicorns '
ur stomach's filled up but ur starved for conversation
~'soco amaretto lime'
love me gently with a chainsaw
~'tie her down'
smiles and her laughter, its the only thing that ive been waiting for
so many high points on this last leg, i cant wait to recount them- it seems like nothings happened until ive shared them with you
~'shirts and gloves'
ur lips, ur eyelashes- ur skin, these are the parts of ur body that cause my comatose to begin
~'all hail the heartbreaker'

lets start out-by starting over... ~'lovers and liars'

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