Tuesday, March 10, 2009

I Get Knocked Down, But I Get Up Again

I wear this crown of shit upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear
You are someone else, I am still right here

What have I become? My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know goes away in the end

You could have it all, my empire of dirt
I will let you down, I will make you hurt
If I could start again, a million miles away
I would keep myself, I would find a way
- Hurt by Nine Inch Nails
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Lennox, I take these words from you:
dead lost found confused tortured depressed soulless down and out hopeful useless douche tool not allowed rejected isolated fetal position anger torn open torn out insensitive desensitised hollow heartless ripped jacked lofted fallen crashed splashed splat crushed demoralised yelling caged out open enraged blues intervened used pointless nobody loner blackened burned brittle fragile emptied scrunched thrown trapped loneliness annoyed ignored island alternate route hair scratching baffled kerfufulled disrupted dislocation disturbance altercation bankrupted captive interference ruined smashed bombed banged up demolished cast down dejected downhearted dispirited dismayed gloomy grim lowered low-spirited pressed down sour dark grey dreary forbidding girsly gruesome sick crazy demented disarranged fed up ill distant
We don't realise that we write these cryptic messages so that perhaps one day, someone may be unable to figure us out. To understand.

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