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Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it okay There's always one reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memory seeps from my veins Let me be empty And weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there So tired of the straight line And everywhere you turn There's vultures and thieves at your back And the storm keeps on twisting You keep on building the lie That you make up for all that you lack It don't make no difference Escaping one last time It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here
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Monday, August 07, 2006
-Too many..too soon....-
Feeling very restless. I know i am going to ponder and think. I am trying to restrain myself from doing so though i know myself within. I loose my self restrain and i know the depression will eventually set in.I can feel the thoughts gently but steadily floating in my head. I want to think about something else. Something nice. Something beautiful. [I walk up to my cupboard and my gaze stops at the picture]
Staring at the white screen in front of me. It’s been a while now. How do i start? What do i write? I write about you.
I am trying to convene those numerous random thoughts in my head. Too many, too soon, too fast.
My fingers are paining from the constant typing. I don’t look at the screen even once. I know i have made mistakes. I know i am speaking out as never before. After about an hour it stops.. The thoughts...
Now they are more descriptive. More explanatory. They are giving me more time to elaborately think
I am just a herald....
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>The Fallen<
My name is...it doesn't matter....All you need to know is that I am a psychoneurotic.I am paranoid.I am obsessive.I am unpredictable. I am jealous.I am domineering.I am over-protective.I suffer from obsessive compulsive disorder. I am a nervous wreck.I am hydrophobic.I am confused. I am guilty.I suffer from mnemophobia.I am unjustified.I am disturbed, demented, deranged and distracted. I am Acrophobic.I am a pessimist.I believe that any man is a sad excuse for a human being.I wish killing men would be legalised. I would have been seen carrying a shot gun with me all the time.I sincerely believe that yin is stronger than yang. I still believe that fire spitting dragons exist even now. I am a crazy shit headed control freak. You are probably much more saner than me..And i probably dont give a shit...
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