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Random Lyrics...(really influenced by "promising light" by Iron & Wine)

We used to be all we were. Not a day went by where I could go without thinking of you. Now ive created this mess, and you're far better off without me. But I miss you, Oh how I miss you... And now I see love, here in my empty hand where yours used to rest. And now I see love, sitting here knowing that you were the best... But now I see love, looking at you in this other mans arms. But now I see love, looking for you in this other girls arms.

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To You..

To you, im someone who used to show you love.

To you, im someone who used to care.

To you, im someone who has lost faith.

To you, im someone who continually hurts you.

To you, im someone who cant make the right decision.

To you, im not a man, but merely an immature adolescent.

But, more importantly, to you, im your son, and im so very thankful for all of your love.

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Days Of The Week.

Monday - Metal Monday.. wear any type of apparel that would show off your inner metal self.

Tuesday - Tragic Tuesday.. wear any type of apparel that would come off as being "emo".

Wednesday - Argyle Wednesday.. wear any form of argyle. sweaters are most preferred, but socks are acceptable.

Thursday - Thrifty Thursday.. wear any type of apparel that is from a thrift store. old shirts are the best.

Friday - Flannel Friday.. wear any type of flannel shirt.

Saturday - Sleeveless Saturday.. wear any shirt that has no sleeves. cut-offs are most preferred.

Sunday - Shirtless Sunday.. what better to give rest on the day of rest than your shirt.

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Mary Jane

Nonchalantly, I begin to pack another bowl. As I sit with a few friends, I fill my head with more than uncertain thoughts. This is more than an addiction, its a lifestyle. One of which that is frowned upon by many people. Does this make me a bad person? I tell myself no and take another deep breath. Some might think this is the source of my problems. Maybe theyre right, but i disagree. I know I could be much worse off with other things, and if this is the worst of it, I think ill be just fine.

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Short Thought

When I look back, what is it I see? When I look ahead, what is it that ill be? Apathy reveils that neither question has an answer, but merely a memory that was, and a future that couldnt come sooner.

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