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You left a pen mark,. A pen mark on my heart,. Its not like a pencil mark,. I can't rub it out of my heart,. It has stained me,. Embrassed me,. Because of you,. Your words,. My words,.
Please go,. I'm not askin I'm telling,. Before I break your heart,. I keep repeating the words I'm sorry,. Clearly they don't mean anything to you,. I know your mad,. I know your sad,.
Outside of the rain and flame we run, Harrowed by the heat we're bound to rue, Cut and never noticed as we flee, From smoke and ash and flame to golden sun.
Flip a coin, Spin a dice. Flip it once Roll it twice. Heads or tails, Even or odd, There's always one Lucky sod. Luck can be good, Luck can be mad. It can make you happy, It can make you sad.
L'una Le due.
Behind every cloud I see, the sun peaks out behind it Telling me there's still hope, you'd be blind not to find it.
If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up everyday to the sound of your breath on my neck, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin, and the feel of your...
Making lots of wishes, Is something most people do, Some say it will never happen, Others say it will come true.
I can't sit I can't stand I can't lie down I can't kneel Please stay Cus I am only comfortable by your side.
I want to grab your hand, And never let it go, Lace your fingers through mine, Let our love show. I want to kiss you urgently, To crush our lips together, You and I baby, Our love will last forever.
You are the person who I loved and cherished. You are my ex. You are the one what ripped out my heart. You are are trying to making me jealous. You selfish, heartless cow. Heartless is true.
Tomorrow comes on wings dark and implacable, But I was not yet done with today. Too many things that I needed to do, Yet more things that I needed to say.
lift me like a wave throw me at the shore the fall is ferocious no more no softness - a street a wilderness curtailed - lightly, buoyant, turning tide.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. By W. B. Yeats.
Comes off as a floating rain cloud, descends and dissipates afterward....
Okay here I am,. Taking last breathes,. I gathered by your expression,. That you have won this battle,. So you come with a gun and decide,. To cut the life to show the end,.
-wrote this when I was 10 (: There I see here gliding above, Nothing ahead of her but the breeze. It's when the gun shots start to fire That she slowly starts to freeze.
In your absence you leave a new emptiness, All your own. A hole That is Perfectly your perfect shape. Unexpected A tidal wave of nothing at all; No touch, No warmth. No you.
Creeping foward, moving back, somethings coming, something black, beaming red eyes, dressed in cloak, watching me, hand on throat..
My love is the firm hand that greets the man not good enough for you. My love is the shouting, the discipline, the silences. My love is the hidden tear that lurks upon my eye, at each achievement.
There's dumbness here Flowing Dumbing Flowing like the kitten hair That Tickles in my ear And there's numbness here Calling Running Chasing after Fireflies Still swimming through the air..
She feels... Something. Or nothing. There's a black hole inside of her, sucking her into herself, trying to consume her. I guess it's time for her medications..
Some days she just lies in her bed, under her covers, looking up at the roof and trying to count the planks. And she's at peace then..
Stepping into the shower isn't just water pouring. It's a waterfall cascading onto your back, warming your bones and giving you the best natural massage known to man.