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Excuses

im relly sick of this life im livin, stressed out by confrontations im givin,

when i do nothing wrong, keep feelin like i cant be strong and thinkin
how am i supposed to keep movin on. when i want you in my life, but

you keep makin me think twice, becus lately i just want to end it by the

point of a knife. i aint relly depressed, i guess i can be kind of

obsessed, but the way you treat me i really detest. becus it relly isnt fair,

your lines i dont care, and at night thru my ceiling i helplessly stare,

trying to compare, whats the right thing to do n whats the wrong thing to

do, when in my heart i relly do love you. but now i dont kno what my

heart needs, becus you keep plantin these evil seeds, that continue to

breed, deep down inside of me. i keep turning the wrong way when i

think its right, then my chest starts to burn n it feels so tight. you keep

blaming me for stuff i dont do, when maybe its relly excuses for you.
Audrey O'shea
Saturday, April 21, 2007
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