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lets buy a truck and drive away.

im here, where are you? maybe ive asked you that before, but i believe that i mean it more this time. and if i wore sunglasses all the time you wouldnt know that i was looking for you. and if i painted my eyes black you wouldnt fall in love again. and if i cut out my mind i wouldnt think that you were beautiful. and if it was always light i wouldnt see things in the dark. and if it was dark i wouldnt be able to see you at all. and if you call that murder then arrest me because i would kill to see your face. why cant you just be here, right here and right now? im always here somewhere, but why does it seem like im always here alone. this feeling, its crippling. im nothing.

7:43 p.m. - 2004-05-04

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