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the rain poored down, creating an ocean on the windsheild. i gasped for air as the water rushed in, choking my bronchioles, suffocating, i waited. waited for a new breed, and she came. she reached in, unbuckled my safety belt, let me loose, but at the same time, gave me the kiss of life, and landed me to shore. ill see her again i know it, ill spend the rest of my life in search of her if i dont.


::: posted by Eddie at 6:54 PM


 
sometimes, i still wonder. as you rest in your queen, left shoulder being the focal point of your dreams, do you think of other things? other people?

i wonder, while we lay across one another, do you think of other things? other people?

sometimes my mind can wonder, while we thrive like locomotives, do you wish it was something else? someone else?

sometimes im scared that everything that was in my past, is in this present, for you, and ill be gone soon.



::: posted by Eddie at 10:51 PM


 
why would i have a doubt? (but maybe it was something to worry about?) something so dear would never stray from the flock. (but would it soar to reach new hieghts?) but those words; those words never leave. (they mean so much to me) for in these few phrases, the last sentances, your final words, the truth shines brighter than sparkle in your eye i see everytime we are together. (and i hope you see mine too)


::: posted by Eddie at 11:52 PM


 
i lie in my 'six footer', eyes wide... dry...
the sun is rising, but im still awake. im fucking bored.


::: posted by Eddie at 5:45 AM


 
sometimes i only wish, that it would be no more, but then again, i say fuck you.


::: posted by Eddie at 12:18 AM


 
these nightmares wake me from my docile dreams as i wonder "when will this eventually come to a close?" in the eye of this beholder it may not seem the opposing side takes in the realization to the crime in hand. [red hands] time will tell "and with a keen eye for detail, one truth will prevail"


::: posted by Eddie at 2:46 PM


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