----------------------------------- Samson. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I loved you first.

----------------------------------- Samson. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I loved you first.



Girl: See, over there. The stars at night are my guilty pleasure.

Boy: Oh yeah. What do you see in them?

Girl: I see the light I've been searching for but haven't really found yet. I can feel it but I don't why it just seems so unreachable. There is life. Unexplainable really and quite embarrasing, I gotta say. But the feeling just won't go away. Pathetic really.

Boy: I don't believe you.

Girl: Don't believe me? Why?

Boy: Because I see it too.

Girl: Do you think I'm nearing insanity?

Boy: No, we are and it's beautiful.



You really are my sweetest downfall.
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# Posted on Saturday, 02 February 2008 at 1:48 AM
Edited on Tuesday, 15 April 2008 at 1:11 AM

This is Pain Made To Drain. --------------------------------------------------------------------- You don't know what you do to me.











don't try to wake me up when the sun isn't shining.
This is Pain Made To Drain. --------------------------------------------------------------------- You don't know what you do to me.
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# Posted on Friday, 01 February 2008 at 5:51 AM
Edited on Tuesday, 15 April 2008 at 1:12 AM

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I can't help but shove the feeling that there's something terribly wrong with our friendship?


Tell me you're not mad and I'm just dilussional?
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# Posted on Saturday, 26 January 2008 at 1:31 AM

The road to insanity.

This is bullshit!

And so, the feeling escapes you. You loose the words you want to say.
The feeling, indescribeable as it is, tears you apart. Gnawing at the fact, that is knows you're weak.
Taking it's pleasure. Feeding itself with your last string of sanity.
You wish you could describe it in words, just to get the feeling out.
Because we all know, that what man doesn't know, man is afraid of.
You shudder at the thought of something unknown eating you from the inside out.
What if this feeling never stops?
Even if it did, it's sure to come back again.
And you know that.
Torture.



Someone tell me what this feeling is....?

I wish'd to never cross this road,




The road to insanity.
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# Posted on Saturday, 26 January 2008 at 12:58 AM

Loosing my mind.

Loosing my mind.
-------- Here's the countdown to
insanity.
I shouldn't have.




----Time's past.
--------Memories always last.
------------It wasn't my choice.



i'm sorry...
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# Posted on Thursday, 20 December 2007 at 12:24 AM