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Thursday, April 12, 2007

A little pathetic, just a touch needy.
Doesn't realize how much she has.
Love is all one wants, achieving this
How is it possible when it seems all
So. Hopeless.
Clumsy words, sweaty palms red
cheeks loud laughs. Nothing can be
said how it feels to be happy. To
know who's there and who is really
not. Going to be honest, Doesn't
get much better than I. Are you aware
of what you could have, of what you
do have?
Turn away and say it. I'm waiting here.
Always a friend or someone to lean on.
Sometimes its like under appreciation
but maybe its over reading, over analyzing
losing your grip.
Get over it stop spilling, just the words won't
stop. The feelings need to be expressed.
Self expression, self preservation selfishness.
I'll admit it insensitive and a bit too blunt
or too funny? Humor has turned from something
laughable to something suicidal, terrible,
bully. All in good fun.
I must say though, loyalty, honesty and
quite empathetic. And always there for whoever
it is. Really. Really. No one takes the offer of
a great friend though. Hope someone will realize.

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