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    May 16, 2005

    The Trick Is To Keep Breathing

    There’s always the one who has to drag her down
    Maybe you'll get what you want next time around

    Can't bear to face the truth
    So sick he cannot move
    And when it hurts he takes it out on you

    And lately you’re not the only one
    Will you… never trust anyone

    She knows the human heart
    And how to read the stars
    Now everything's had to fall apart


    I wasn’t the one who was going to let you down
    Maybe you'll get what you want next time around

    The trick is to keep breathing

    May 16, 2005 in Dear Diary |

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    Apton

    I can learn to resist
    Anything but temptation
    I can learn to co-exist
    With anything but pain

    I can learn to compromise
    Anything but my desires
    I can learn to get along
    With all the things I can’t explain

    I can learn to resist
    Anything but frustration
    I can learn to persist
    With anything but aiming low

    I can learn to close my eyes
    To anything but injustice
    I can learn to get along
    With all the things I don’t know

    You can surrender
    Without a prayer
    But never really pray
    Pray without surrender

    You can fight
    Without ever winning
    But never ever win
    Without a fight

    Posted by: Apton | May 17, 2005 at 12:17 AM

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