From My Heart, Through My Eyes, To These Words
James
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I never wanted to be 'one of those'. Marching to a different tune and singing to a different song, this is, yours sincerely, Me.

Talk No More
Saturday, March 20, 2010 @
I still feel like shit each morning I wake up.
I still have that tendency to tear in random times.
I still am so unstable sometimes I think I'm crazy.
I still feel my heavy heart telling me it's sadness.
I still think about that night we said goodbye.
I still think about the times we shared.
I still miss the smell of your hair.
I still wonder how beautiful this could have been.
I still want to spend the rest of my life with you.
I still regret that it has come to this.
I still can't sleep properly at night, thinking of you.
I still have many things to say to you.
I still have many places to go with you.
I still sing to the songs that remind me of you.
I still am not alright.
I still want to see you.
I still want to hold you.
I still want to embrace you.
I still think my life is still without you.
So I will be standing here, still, always for you.

I still love you.

The Way I Live - James

Manners would make a man
Apologies, to things can mend
Thank for what gets grant
Plead for what you want

Actions define your class,
Only from the heart it should be,
Instincts that reflects thee,
Hypocrites will finish last.

Do unto others,
What you would others do unto you,
But seek revenge,
And it only begets,
Another avenge.



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