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Skan: Rob Thomas - Ever the same; Lostprophets - Always all ways; Eric Clapton - Tears in heaven; Maria Mena - All this time; Kill the Alarm - Sit up; Alesha Dixon - Breathe slow; High Places - From Stardust To Sentience; Cauterize - Porcelain; Papa Roach - I almost told you that I loved you; Ryan Calhoun - Right about now; The spill canvas - This is for keeps.
Aaaand.. it's 4:00 am ūn here I go.
Blank
Do you still look the same?
It's so cold outside, and..
You still look the same.
Dressed with your sunshine smile,
And your spring'ish clothes.
I'm looking at you and..
You still look the same.
But at the same time, you..
Are just so different.
Oh, so different.
It's like remembering a smiling cat, and..
Seeing a smirking dog with ruffled fur.
You give it a yarn ball,
Palm it's head, and..
Accept the fact, that you'll never come back.
So here I stand,
I've taken my book from you.
I've turned away.
I hold it in my hands and..
I browse through it.
I skip to your chapter and smile a bit.
First pages are covered in smiles and happiness,
Next ones are filled with disapointment,
And then they're covered with more smiles than ever.
They go on quite a while, and..
And then they stop.
All I see is a few pages ripped out,
I wonder where they went, but..
I know I'm not getting them back.
I turn my head, and see a smiling cat.
It's like the cat's smirking and..
Acknowledging that you swallowed the bait.
And you know you did.
A long time ago.
It's just so weird when the hook dissipates, and..
All you're left is yourself, and..
Your book with pages missing.
You feel like someone took a piece of you, but..
You don't feel violated, not at all.
You open your book on a new page, and..
You look at that being one more time,
And then look at your book and see,
The face of a loved one carved in with..
That look on the face you'll never forget.
You take back the yarn ball and..
You start walking away,
And you hold the thread in your hand,
While the ball bounces on the ground, following you.
And you don't really know why you're doing it,
But you're partially hoping that someone will follow you,
And put some claws into the yarn ball,
Making you turn around, but..
It will never happen and you're aware,
Of the fact that you're not coming back.
And you'll never stop either.
And one day..
The yarn ball will end,
You'll let go of the thread, and..
You'll fall down unconscious..
And you'll never wake up.
And your book will lie besides you,
Almost empty, but
With just a few pages left,
And almost all of them will be blank,
Except the first one of the bunch.
And it's that very page,
With the look you never forgot.
Ānd so. 4:25. Nū jām.
Ūn jā.. - vļeh.!
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Where's House when you need him.
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