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Friday, June 26, 2009
2:11 AM You don't have to be so scared, you don't have to go tonight. I just need to hold on tight for one hell of a ride. And we lost it all just now to the nights that left you out. So we'll let this go somehow. But you're gonna be proud,so proud. And I just needed you to pick me up like you did when we were younger, when the lightning and the thunder had me clinging to your heart. For someone to lift me up when I'm down and I'm forgotten, you'll forever be my father and I'll be saving tears in jars for this one. How can I fit all these words into such a simple verse. It's the last time that we'll speak so listen to me please. Did you know that you're my heart and it hurts to be apart. And this cut it hurts so deep so sing me to sleep. -- paps do you remember i used to call you my hero. you used to carry me and embraced me warmly whenever i was scared and fragile. you used to tuck me in at night, and tell me stories. all kinds of stories that i know now were just fiction, but i believed them anyway. i believed everything you told me, you always knew everything, all the answers. the strength i had came from you. i wanted to be so much like you. things are different now. ive grown and youve changed. you say you love us so how could you do this? the spaces get wider and wider, sooner or later maybe you'd even forget all about me. but no. no matter how much shit i find out snooping around, shit that makes me angry and mad, no matter how many times i say i hate you, i never really do. maybe one day i'll fully trust you again, and you would love me like before. for now just help me find a way out from this, i still need you. you'll forever be my father, and nothing can change that. TOP OF PAGE |
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