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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

"All The Same" by the Sick Puppies





-I wish I could write something. But the words won't come. I've said everything I could. But the words just seem wasted. I don't know what to believe anymore. I'm not even sure I want to know what she wants, or what she 's feeling. I'm walking circles in my mind trying to figure out what's truth and what's my mind playing tricks on me. I'm fighting within myself.

"She doesn't want me anymore."
"You don't know that."
"It seems pretty obvious. I've refused to believe it, but it doesn't look like I have a choice anymore."
"She still could."
"I doubt it."
"She didn't want to hurt you."
"That doesn't mean a whole lot."
"But it could."
"No, not necessarily. I should just let go."
"But you love her."
"She doesn't love me."
"Are you sure?"
"I don't know."

And it goes on.

My writing sucks lately.
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