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Saturday, July 30
Almost Doesn't Count
So here I am.
I found out today.
Now it's all gone to shit.
Stupid, silly, Me.
I came so close to finding it in my heart.
I came so close to believing it.
I'm always been the one to listen for the next
shoe to drop.
Funny, doesn't it always drop sooner or later,
weither I'm listening or not.
Funny, I stopped listening awhile ago.
Now I'm looking at an empty bottler.
Glass on the floor.
No more.
Good-bye
Wednesday, July 6
I lite the wick tonite, and walk away without turning back... My path is straight ahead, not behind me... the past and memories... MEMORIES! MEMORIES!
I know exactly how you feel...
you were this close to closing deals, now...
When every thing fell from out your hands,
you were forced to decide on other plans, now...
You figured it best to just ignore it,
otherwise you're only living for it, ya...
If anyone ever wondered why... you did it.
You swear they'd never know you sold your soul
to the burning, burning, burning...
burning, bridges...

You know exactly what I want, so...
I don't have to be so damn up front,
no matter what the moment we decide to make our minds up..
I know a man who may need a new assignment.
To hand in his heart and take his last vacation,
attempting to spoil imagination.
If anyone ever wonders where he went,
I wouldn't say he spent his time driving over..
burning, burning, burning, bridges...
Burning, burning which is nothing more than
a longing for being...uninvolved...

Uninvolved...

Uninvolved...

Old desire, can cause heart attacks...

Old desire, can cause heart attacks...

Old desire, can cause heart attacks...

Old desire, it won't bring you back!!!

(Burning Bridges - Jason Mraz)
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