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Name: Joanna
Birthday: 1/1/1990


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Sunday, April 15, 2007

 

Ok so I probably will not be posting here that much anymore..... I'm not sure. But old blogs always hold more sentiment and that's probably why I moved back! Haha. I am one sentimental freak but ah.. Just as well.

 


Wednesday, March 28, 2007

The most deadly of sins;

 

I really have a problem

I need help

Drowning in my wretchedness, I am

 

I have come to a decision

And putting it down

Would serve as a constant reminder

 

 


Friday, March 16, 2007

DUMBSTRUCK

 

She knew because she knew her and she found out about it so she told her and she told me and and left me guessing how she did it but now I know!

This world is a small place after all

 


Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Oceans away;

 

Figure since I'm so far gone, oceans away
I can lay my sabre down today

I miss the words I love
The words, you did not say
I miss the kiss you never, never gave away.

There goes the sun, oceans away
And days die young when you're gone and you're gone
There goes the sun, oceans away
And leaves the day for someone else

Honestly I thought that we could make it all the way
Barefoot on beaches dancing against the gray
But stone by stone the castle crumbled to the ground
I  stood and stared as you started to fall into the waves


There goes the sun, oceans away
And days die young when you're gone and you're gone
There goes the sun, oceans away
And leaves the day for someone else

Here's to the man of your dreams
I take it all in a box and make my way down to the shore
Throw it in and begin to leave it to the waves

 

 


Sunday, March 11, 2007

I want out;

 

I would say I miss you
But I won't

I could say I need you
But I don't

I try to keep my eyes open
But they keep getting really watery

I feel so tired.... so so tired...

 

I'm looking for a nice way to say

"I'm out."

 

 



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