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In the morning,,,,,,part 2

frostyangel

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here it is 2:30 in the morning
once again I am walking in
this door leaving all the important
things behind, and you are the only
thing on my mind
how is it that i just gave up,
gave up on everything,
and you, you were suppose to matter.
and you are gone, whoa once again,
choking up with all these fears of what
my tomorrow brings
"live for today they say"
But without you, I feel there will never be a tomorrow!
The stink of that guys, "I'm alone odor"
our first floor neighbor, letting himself
reak through the hallway and I wonder,
How I am letting these little things slip
away, is this the way it will end up
being.......all I ever wanted was this
incredible dream that I have dreamt
for so long, to be picked up, and swept
away, with breatheless words to say,
I imagined those big embracing arms
were all I ever needed.
But your stare was so blank, and your
heart became so cold, that I could
even bring myself to look at you.
And to think I was once won over by you,
now our story goes,
you here,
me there,
and the play
station between us.........
Bitter sweet memories come chasing
after me, I keep saying tomorrow I will
fix all that I forgot, and all those made up
excuses for not doing what really needs to be done,
but til then the dishes will overflow, and the bed
will be left distrubed, for I let my head sleep,
hopefully to dream a wonderful dream tonite.
 
there's a lot i want to comment on here...
The stink of that guys, "I'm alone odor"
our first floor neighbor, letting himself
reak through the hallway
he set his life up so that he's alone. you dont have to let yours get to that point. you have a LOT of people that care about you... just look around.
you here,
me there,
and the play
station between us.........
i didn't know who you were talking about until you wrote that part. and all i have to say is, he KNOWS what he's missing. he knows what he fucked up.
, I keep saying tomorrow I will
fix all that I forgot, and all those made up
excuses for not doing what really needs to be done,
but til then the dishes will overflow, and the bed
will be left distrubed, for I let my head sleep,
this is brilliant. let the emotions flow where they may.
 
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