CAN YOU HEAR THAT OR IS IT JUST ME
Can we talk about real things?
If you can hear me, that means I exist
You’ve proven that question
But do you exist too, look out the window,
Do they notice you as much as you notice me,
We all dream of better lives, for so long I dreamt OF WORSE,
I THOUGHT BEING WITH HERWOULD MAKE ME HAPPY.
THAT STUPIDITY, CAUSED ME A LOT OF unnecessary PAIN…
I KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERS
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I KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERSI KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERSI KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERSI KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERSI KNOW I SHOULD INTELLIGENCE OVER EMOTION CARE IS WHAT MATTERSI KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERSI KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERSI KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERSI KNOW I SHOULD CARE IS WHAT MATTERS
The scar from something beautiful like a rose will never leave,
The beauty wilts and dies, as do the thorns unless still in your side,
They itch, they call, they force you to reminisce, every time it rains
there is no longer that taste on my lips, they chapped from greed, that savor could only linger for so long, backspace, backspace, control then a then control x, its reverberation now. Old shoes and new socks, seams sewn closely woven, eyes that beat, wine and walking down the street, magic and the seers leaf, heaven and all that’s beneath, I know that there is a lot of drugs but they know there is only one me, people wont. That song where you hear crying even though its grotesque pop, that window opened its self.
Salvation is in sponsorship, one dollar a day keeps the devil away, one sacrifice molded with clay, you can never judge when you refill a black cup. I hate to say this but I never wish I never met you, fire drills are a valid excuse to change topics, the snow, it’s cold but understood, people however, excused. Tears and blood connect the dots. What a lively bunch they were and so full of optimism however honesty naught.
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For hours, she sat with him as he shivered and slept. “Don’t die,” she whispered. “Please, Max, just don’t die.” He was the second snowman to be melting away before her eyes, only this one was different. It was a paradox. The colder he became, the more he melted.
“The Book Thief”
By Markus Zusak
The night however yielded her value to the sky, all that there was in the world became nothing as the oil stained cement cursed our body’s to shiver, the desire found its prospect as we touched…
Earth was the last valid reference to where we were.
“Until we know that it's time to leave
Act as if this is forever”
“It’s Just Begun” By She Wants Revenge
Every time I look in the mirror I wish I could find someone that sees things how I do, see the world as I see it and know the loneliness I endure forthwith, I think if I met this person his name would be lucifer and we would be the best of friends. I think I'm a contradiction to your belief
I can hear you scream
Wilt, more in brightness, I am a winter person, any more in the favor of cold blush. the packing of year to the point of being more poor that the start, the poor choices and decisions would not stop haunting almost the same thing as the influenza of one year of long. The paper of sweets was in my pocket at all times, sympathy. There is smoke, rather well of it makes it, I cannot see painting your painting, I cannot represent description as you shout, I can hear you improved and it is the words which you use, no need to shout. The light in the ceiling flickers with music on time, we are kids no more therefore also let us flicker, happy and sad. I do not domicile any more in your country of marvels, Alice, the mad hatter without a home.
“While you wait on the answers, that I'll pretend to find,
Keeping up with emotions, still occupies our time,
You could hope for substance as long as you like
Or just wait out the evening, you'll always ask me why,
Yes you'll only bleed me dry, I'll ask you
Kindly to make your way,”
"While You Wait for the Others" Grizzly bear
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