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Musings, Rantings, Writings, Gushings and other such -ings, ''rendered'' in my own imperfect tongue.
 
 
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Thursday, February 06, 2003
 
Your glass looks empty. And it's a hell of a long way home. Why don't you let me take you,'cause it's no good to go alone. I never would have opened up but you seem so real to me, I guess I can't help it. After all the bullshit I've heard it's refreshing not to see it. I don't have to pretend, you don't expect it from me. I can tell it's not the wind that cracked your shoulder and threw you to the ground. Who's there that makes you so afraid? You're shaken to the bone. I don't understand, but I know, you deserve so much more than that. You deserve that love too. Don't believe I haven't been good to you. Don't say I haven't been there for you. Tell me what is good enough and just let me try and I will be good to you. Let me try and I will be there for you. I'll show you how you're so much more than good enough.

 

 
   
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