pennylane731's Diaryland Diary

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maybe this is a song about you, maybe it's not

so hard not to break through
re-open wounds, so recent
it used to be me, it used to be me

it was once the same reason
blanket in late-night stimulation
conversation,
i can almost hear it, i can almost hear it

what used to be mine and only mine

maybe it never was
maybe if i turned back time
maybe i'd be on the floor
maybe i'd still be high
maybe the bed would shake
maybe my heart wouldn't break
maybe there's some things i don't need to know

falling asleep and numb to the touch
tumbled to the floor; to hear your voice
it took too long, it took too long

it was once the same reason
blanket in late-night stimulation
conversation,
i can almost hear it, i can almost hear it

what used to be mine and only mine

maybe it never was
maybe if i turned back time
maybe i'd be on the floor
maybe i'd still be high
maybe the bed would shake
maybe my heart wouldn't break
maybe there's some things i just don't need to know

maybe it's just a dream
maybe this isn't real
maybe i'd be better off
maybe i'd be all alone
maybe i shouldn't seek
for reasons that may not be
maybe there's some things i'll always try to find

maybe it makes no sense
maybe sleep comes too fast
maybe the drugs don't work
maybe she's all you need
maybe there's still a chance
for someone else to get a glance
maybe these are the things i'll conjure up myself

3:59 a.m. - 2004-11-19

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