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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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go freaking dance already
Another 12 hour night. So much more refreshed!Nothing much like listening to Rufus Wainwright super early in the morning. Makes you feel like you're still dreaming, somewhat. Though surprisingly, I've a recent affinity with Amy Winehouse. I had a dream that she died though (finally) from whatever she's been taking. I think its because of SOMEONE singing that rehab song non-stop. Though I battled blind, Love is a fate resigned. And nothing beats WAKEUPANDFREAKINGDANCE songs. Though my neighbours will probably think I'm mad. John Mayer's one. And a little lapse of emotional outcry, just so I can push it into your face: I'm done caring about you. You've been the thorn in my side for so long, and now through the tears and emotional whatsits - knowing that I meant nothing? Go moan about the girl you can't get, throw away all consideration of EVERYONE as you always do, you spoilt brat. I know what kind of person you are now, I see the big picture now. I'll rejoice that I'm free of you, and I'm so much HAPPIER than you. And in my perspective, I've got so much more to gain, and you've so much more to lose. You're stuck in the ditch, and my life's just getting started. |