said i'm so sick of love songs,
so sad and slow.
so why can't i turn off the radio?


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taking a little time off to pen down the swirl of emotions i'm getting.
my model's kinda done, but its taking me a little more to do what is necessary.
it seemed so easy before, it makes last year seem so much like a breeze.

then i remember that i had constant backing and constant distractions,
or lack thereof in fact.

today's the day if i wonder if its right.
when i'm alone, my mind drags the crayon over a longer surface,
possibly making the reality a little bogged.

imperfection dwells in retrospection,
despite how many eyes i close, its in my face these little bumps in the road.
i try then, hard and furiously to find the foundation that made this possible.
but you know what, i cant find it.
or at least, i'm losing the faith.

bordering on disgust,
my bones refuse to let me go on.


please dont lead me on,
because i am slowly finding myself succumbing.
too easily, too fast.
i know that it might be too fast but you might just be what i'm looking for.
i understand your need to nudge me aside to take things slow,
but affirmation might be nice.

or should i leave right now,
before i fall any deeper?

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