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| wow...
I just spent 2 hours going through my xanga....is anyone even alive out in xanga land?
Im pretty sure im like the only one left
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| Well its been a while since i actually wrote in here. So here goes nothing:
In september i left for basic training, at that point i didnt
think things could get any better, I was happy, motivated, and had a
future. As my time at basic training progressed, my view on many of my
set goals, became blurry, and unrecognizable.
It was about my 4th week, in training. We were just doing normal
laps around the track, when all of a sudden, this sharp pain
rushes into my leg, and suddenly, a simple task as jogging, became
hard. They sent me to a medical dorm, in my 6th week, and that is where
i stayed for 8 more weeks. I was in basic training for a total of 14
weeks. And now, well i'm glad, i didnt want to kill anyone, and
im glad i wont be put into that position.
My love life, is still distant. In fact, i dont really have one. I have
had a couple of dates, but things didnt work out. It wasnt me, it was
her, and her ex boyfriend. Im hoping maybe sometime soon, things
might change, and Valentines Day, may be something to look forward to.
Lets hope.
Lets about it for my writing, how bout some lyrics
Now sit back and watch this story unfold
With the fair Juliet and her Romeo
Two young lovers with one heartbeat
In a devoted grave is where they'll sleep
They are the passion in a city of hate
Watching two families quarrel ruining lover's fate,
You are the ones that took your children's lives
See your two martyrs dying in love's true light, light.
Sing me to sleep tonight, sweet Juliet
Two star-crossed lovers marry looking for regrets
By daybreak I'll be gone and searching for your kiss
Leave me a drop of poison waiting on your lips
In every war there will be casualties
Even family members and best friends bleed
Another tally on the body count
So how many more until we're all bled out?
Let's not forget about this tale of love
Replay the story as it's told to us,
Life is precious but worth giving away
For ideals of beauty and better days, days.
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Every night I pray
I'll have you here someday
I'll count the stars tonight
And hope with all my might
And when I close my eyes
You'll be right by my side
If I could only have one wish
You'd be the girl whose lips I'd kiss
All my only dreams
I found these lyrics, and i know a lot of people that i know, are in or were in some bad relationships so....
Pretty girl is suffering,
while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out
what his intentions were about
And that's what you get for falling again
you can never get him outta your head
And that's what you get for falling again
you can never get him outta your head
Its the way that he makes you feel
its the way that he kisses you
its the way that he makes you fall in love
She's beautiful as usual
with bruises on her ego and
her killer instinct tells her to
be aware of evil men
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| Hold it together, birds of a feather,
Nothing but lies and crooked wings.
I have the answer, spreading the cancer,
You are the faith inside me.
No, don't
Leave me to die here,
Help me survive here.
Alone, don't remember, remember.
Put me to sleep evil angel.
Open your wings evil angel.
A-ah.
I'm a believer,
Nothing could be worse,
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal,
Driving the nail,
Hoping to find a savior.
No, don't
Leave me to die here,
Help me survive here.
Alone, don't
Surrender, surrender.
Oh.
Fly over me evil angel.
Why can't I breathe evil angel?
Oh.
Fly over me evil angel.
Why can't I breathe evil angel?
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