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You're Too ClicheI feel your heart beating.
Your mind, fleeting.
Your soul, is slipping away.
I feel you close to me,
but your eyes I see,
longing for something else.
However cliche, I like it that way.
Familiar, but its not the same
The kisses were nice
but frigid as ice
we're playing, but loosing the game.
Friend Wantedwhen I'm sad... sad songs make me happy.
when I'm happy... happy songs make me happier.
When I'm sad, happy songs make me sadder...
When I'm happy... sad songs make me cry.
when I cry, I feel lonely.
When I'm lonely... there's nothing I can do.
When there's nothing to do, I write songs..
when I write songs... radiohead.
radiohead makes me cry.
there's more than one kind of cry.
there's good cry, and bad cry.
when I good cry... I feel happy.
when I sad cry... it's bad. really bad.
when it's that bad. I think about things.
when I think, it's bad.
when I cry, it's bad.
when I'm sad. It's bad.
when it's bad. I cry.
fucking lonely. fucking life. fucking friends. fucking everything.....
I wish. there was just ONE person. to talk to.
anyone. hello. paging all humans. sos. help me.
Ctrl. Alt. Delete. Everything.
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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