love suicide, love

drown in the songs
never will be enough
sing. sing. sing.
keep singing with me

you will disappoint
and i'll ruin things
we will be alright
trust me, hold on tight

pull. pull. pull.
pull my hand and run
run. run. run.
run and pull the trigger

see the illuminations
i hid under my eyes?
hear that beat of a drum
i told you one night?

count the butterflies
blow the bubble for us
we're going down, but,
i've told you we'll be alright

Repeated Goodbyes

These are the last things
I can't say to you.

Listen carefully.
Because I can no longer
repeat things I say,
things you don't hear,
to your ear for another time.

First, I kind of miss you.
And second, goodbye.

(dec 1st 2005)

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In my defense
It all ends
The infatuation
My addiction
Bad habits
The littlest bits
Eventually
We'll see

(june 11th 2006)