[ remember, that these are the moments. ]

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i keep having this dream.

she's there.

and something is going on.

i don't know why.

i don't even know the circumstances.

but she won't go away.

and no one will listen to me

cause they think i'm crazy

talking shit about this other life i had

life is how it would've been

ever since i got back i get this episodes of mild anxiety

remembering the emotional wipe out that i went through before i left

i promised myself that i would be strong and move on

and put all that behind me

and for the most part i have

i'm happy

my living situation is ideal

i have an amazing guy

and amazing friends

but i'm haunted

haunted by this other life i could've had

scribed; 1/15/2006 01:20:00 PM
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there once was a girl named paloma
she gets into your head like a coma
she dances to whoopi and sings to mariah
Quite the opposite of a pariah
No more dreams of fugly girls or your exes
But live in the moment and drink a big ass margarita like you're in Texas!

i'm a poet.

By Lizzy, at 1/16/2006 11:21:00 PM