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...Never Relaxed or Went too Far...

Love, Light, and Everything Lovely

Created on 2003-08-18 05:22:28 (#1263272), last updated 2006-09-22

749 comments received, 814 comments posted

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Name:That Girl
Location:Ohio, United States
Website:Way Back When
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take a look at my body
look at my hands
there's so much here
that I don't understand

your face saving promises
whispered like prayers
I don't need them
I don't need them

I've been treated so wrong
I've been treated so long
as if I'm becoming untouchable

contempt loves the silence
it thrives in the dark
with fine winding tendrils
that strangle the heart

they say that promises
sweeten the blow
but I don't need them
no, I don't need them

I've been treated so wrong
I've been treated so long
as if I'm becoming untouchable

I'm a slow dying flower
frost killing hour
the sweet turning sour
and untouchable

oh, I need
the darkness
the sweetness
the sadness
the weakness
I need this

I need
a lullaby
a kiss goodnight
angel sweet
love of my life
oh, I need this

do you remember the way
that you touched me before
all the trembling sweetness
I loved and adored?

your face saving promises
whispered like prayers
I don't need them
no, I don't need them

oh, I need
the darkness
the sweetness
the sadness
the weakness
I need this

I need
a lullaby
a kiss goodnight
angel sweet
love of my life
I need this

is it dark enough?
can you see me?
do you want me?
can you reach me?
or I'm leaving

you better shut your mouth
hold your breath
kiss me now or catch your death
oh, I mean this



"The more I see of the world, the more I think it's jive." -Salvatore Phillip Bono



      
Marriage is love.




"Maybe I'm cynical. I'm a disappointed idealist, and there's no one angrier than that." -Cherilyn Sarkisian LaPiere Bono Allman




Do you believe in life after love?




"...and so remember, it's better to burn out than to fade away." -Kurt Donald Cobain, April 5, 1994 (Neil Young)



"I was born with the word 'sitcom' stamped on my forehead." -Sean P. Hayes



Thanks for the joy that you've given me...

October twenty first, Nineteen hundred and ninety three to November fifth, Two thousand and four


Now you belong to heaven
And the stars spell out your name

And even though we try
The truth brings us to tears
All our words cannot express
The joy you brought us through the years


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