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Created on 2008-03-08 22:34:31 (#15107072), last updated 2008-03-27
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There's a few things you should know.
First Of all LOUIS MADE ME DO IT.
Secondly, there is another weirdo on this planet.
I love the wind on my face
And the rain on my skin.
High Up Places
And usually, the life Below.
Watching lights in the dark
And wishing home was somewhere else.
Fast Cars,
Bodies behind blacked out windows.
The phonecall you never expect
and the person on the other end of the life line.
I give my time to people who make me laugh
And Lose it to the ones that dont
I love the dark
even if its unknown.
Changing the sheets,
Just to imagine their cold shoulder
And warm heart.
Stripping... the wallpaper
And Finding the past.
Running hands through flour,
Pressing harder and harder.
Arguing a point
Even if there's no one there to listen.
I like to pop the foil on the jar
And stab at my mum's cooking.
I love the noise of hospital machines
But Not the letting go.
I love the way men say love
And the way they sometimes mean it.
I love the dad that's always there
And the One that wasn't.
I over analyse
And give myself excuses
even if i know i'm wrong.
I take the blame
But I want to know the cause worth fighting for.
I hate clothes after they're washed
So I blame the washing machine.
I love my odd socks
And Miss the one that got left behind.
I love the guy who can say how he feels
In More than one language,
As long as it's him.
I like showing how i much i care
Even if I can't say it.
I like walking Under ladders
And Standing on the cracks. (not arses, this time)
Watching faces in the cinema,
Even if there's only one I wanna see.
I like being the first
But Love being the last.
I like keeping a picture in my head
Even if it hurts not being there.
Love is giving someone your heart,
and trusting them not to break it.
And Even if it's broken,
loving them with every piece.
No matter how much your head aches.
First Of all LOUIS MADE ME DO IT.
Secondly, there is another weirdo on this planet.
I love the wind on my face
And the rain on my skin.
High Up Places
And usually, the life Below.
Watching lights in the dark
And wishing home was somewhere else.
Fast Cars,
Bodies behind blacked out windows.
The phonecall you never expect
and the person on the other end of the life line.
I give my time to people who make me laugh
And Lose it to the ones that dont
I love the dark
even if its unknown.
Changing the sheets,
Just to imagine their cold shoulder
And warm heart.
Stripping... the wallpaper
And Finding the past.
Running hands through flour,
Pressing harder and harder.
Arguing a point
Even if there's no one there to listen.
I like to pop the foil on the jar
And stab at my mum's cooking.
I love the noise of hospital machines
But Not the letting go.
I love the way men say love
And the way they sometimes mean it.
I love the dad that's always there
And the One that wasn't.
I over analyse
And give myself excuses
even if i know i'm wrong.
I take the blame
But I want to know the cause worth fighting for.
I hate clothes after they're washed
So I blame the washing machine.
I love my odd socks
And Miss the one that got left behind.
I love the guy who can say how he feels
In More than one language,
As long as it's him.
I like showing how i much i care
Even if I can't say it.
I like walking Under ladders
And Standing on the cracks. (not arses, this time)
Watching faces in the cinema,
Even if there's only one I wanna see.
I like being the first
But Love being the last.
I like keeping a picture in my head
Even if it hurts not being there.
Love is giving someone your heart,
and trusting them not to break it.
And Even if it's broken,
loving them with every piece.
No matter how much your head aches.
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