And I am terribly sick!
But I am really happy.
Go figure!


I think I can't write anymoreHow do you talk about how you feel When you're not sure you feel anything How do you share yourself When you're pretty sure you lost that partI think I can't write anymore
Is my name. . . even my name? Somewhere back there Behind the time that has passed Is a person I had always wanted to be We are at a stand still And the only home for me is A word to page A thought with a soul That I left so far behind Forgotten and covered in dust My dear old friend But the path is not real The attempt all too faint To retry and regain The breath within I had contained So


I got over itI dont want to hurt your feelings Cause what you feltI got over it
Used to be all I cared about I dont want to speak Because I used to hang on your every word You used to make me feel like flying And I would never fall But now your words can become So much cold ice I never thought it could be this way
I reach out my hand Because I thought my love for you
Would never come to a dead end But now I am tired of building more road My hands are dirty And my face is tear stained
I never thought this thing That seemed like a dream  


Pretend StrangersI watch you I try not to I try not to Everything about you Things I swore didnt matter Things I failed to notice Things I refused to see In myself and you I didnt notice it beforePretend Strangers
Ghosts of ourselves Walk around me always Do they follow you too? I want to go back to that place People will always say Ask any of them Only a couple will disagree That you left me
And it was stupid and a mistake Why would someone like you Leave something like me But I know much better But I wont say it Becaus


the hero?Im done being the hero Saving you in the dead of night Im finished rescuing you from your problems I have my own life to lead And my own life to fix And Ive been drowning Turning into someone I wasnt ment to be So I got to walk away I cannot save the day I need be the hero of myselfthe hero?
No I wont drop everything to talk you out of your latest misery I wont jump off the bridge to save you anymore And if you need me Well thats okay You can always wait another day
I have my own life to lead And I
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"It is too easy to be the echo. Be the voice."
"Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us..." - Ephesians 5:1&2
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(2 Corinthians 4:13-14)
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i'll also show you a sweet dream, next night
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(2 Corinthians 4:13-14)
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I always thought love was shaped like a heart,
But its actually shaped like a cross!
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(2 Corinthians 4:13-14)
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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Jesus Christ is Lord!
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