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Take away all this pain, I can't hide behind these pills I consume every day. Pill one, two, three, and four keep knocking on my door. Should I take six or switch to ten? Maybe then I'll forget what I always seem to remember.

These thoughts consume my brain, the pain goes deeper than my innermost soul. Do I take this or that? Such a hard question, but the only way to answer that is by finding out which one will screw me up better.
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Things that make you happy
Aren't supposed to be bad
Right? Then how do I play in
Where would it all come together
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Memories
Some might bring you joy
Some might bring you to tears
Some can even make you mad all over again
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I love it when you dont call me
I love it even more when you dont come to see me
Why do I even love you anymore? ? ?
This doesnt make any sense at all
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My heart races with your every touch
Each kiss excites me more and more
I long for you, for every fiber of your being to be one with mine
It's so hard to hold this back
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I'm not sure I can do this
It's just so hard and I'm scarred
I really want to let myself go
Let you see me for me
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No matter what…

I will always be near
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You tell me all these things I wish I couldn't hear
But I know you can't just keep it to yourself
You need someone to listen so I promised I'd always be here
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Stop giving me refills,
Take away all these pills.
They can't ease my pain
All they do is confuse my brain.
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Cloudy days are some of her favorite
The only thing missing is the rain to kiss her face
She walks thinking of everything and nothing at the same time
One of the worst feelings in the world
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You say no one can have the best of you
So you make everyone pay for their mistakes
You've been beaten, broken, twisted, and used
So you sit there smiling
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I wake up each day to relive this lie
The one i tell to make you think I'm alright
Everyone else believes
They're to blind to see
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The tears keep falling
I can't make them stop
No matter how hard I try,
They keep pouring down my face
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Knock once, knock twice
Nothing will suffice
Open and broken
Beaten and brused
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now i'm back
back to the place i was before
still holding on for so much more
yet knowing nothing more will become of this
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So whats the point of making a 'new years resolution' anyway? ?
You're just going to break it
I know I always do
But then, why do people make a 'promise' they know they're going to break.
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I'm so confused
What am I going to do?
Can anyone help me?
Can anyone even hear me?
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I cant concentrate.
Everything I do, everything I say,
It all reminds me of you.
You're constantly on my mind.
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So lots of people get excited around this time of year...
But for what? ?
This is the worst part of the year.
I hate christmas.....
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I hate the way you make me feel,
Why are you so addictive?
I only had to see you once,
My heart felt so convicted.
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I am currently married..well separated... I have a one year old son and I've been writing since I was in the seventh grade... That pretty much sums it all up....)

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Pills In My Name

Take away all this pain, I can't hide behind these pills I consume every day. Pill one, two, three, and four keep knocking on my door. Should I take six or switch to ten? Maybe then I'll forget what I always seem to remember.

These thoughts consume my brain, the pain goes deeper than my innermost soul. Do I take this or that? Such a hard question, but the only way to answer that is by finding out which one will screw me up better.

Why do I remember all the things I wish to forget? Each day it gets harder and harder for me to see waht keeps driving me. Sometimes I think it's the pain I keep trying to drown. Because each time I try it seems to surface more quickly. So each time I have to try harder and harder to make it go back down.

My mind is spinning around in circles. Each day it spins faster and faster with no master to control what it does. I stumble and fall because I get dissy, sometimes a little too tipsy.

What to do, what to do? Should I tell you all these thoughts inside my head? Or remain in silence hoping you'll hear the screams of pain lerking on my voice. I will never be the same. The sweet happy go lucky girl has goine away, leaving behind a black cloud full of pain. But its okay because I'll cover it up each day with every pill I take in my name!

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