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They wander around together. My thoughts of you and I. But those links we have are breaking. And so our thoughts they begin to untie. I really want to let them, It's clear there's nothing there.
Please assist my sight, this can't be right, Shush silly of course it is, you can't deny what is, Sad about the past, this mind not meant to last, Oh my sweetie I'm ever so near, I'll hold you...
A beautiful boy was sitting just inches away. And I yearned to slide my hand across the small space and slowy watch our fingers intertwine.
I've been so lucky to have seen you these last two days. And I do feel such a fool when you're around. I know it's nothing but a stupid crush, but it still has such a hold over me.
I have it. In a way it decapitates me in many areas of my life. It hinders my growth and it puts high walls to my relationships. I call it a disease because it harms me in many ways.
Sometimes I wonder day and night That I am soaring - taking flight Sometimes to a wall I say hello Only to receive a lonely echo Sometimes I scream in fury But for no reason, surely.
The foulness of his mood was intoxicating, angering the air all around. An almost silent vibration, a deepening, darkening sound.
Arrgghhh!. You drive me insane, Trying to implant your words deep into my brain. The mysterious shadows that's from where you came, I feel our connection can't you see we're the same?.
Slightly transfixed by your smile, Your not quite the norm tho are you. Still, I'll gaze on for a little while, Maybe I'll see your point of view.
The secrets that I keep. As I try to fall asleep. Are so many and so numerous. They prevent me counting sheep. They would lay my soul bare. Should they ever come to air. I sometimes get to wondering.
I got the brains, but I lack in other places. The look of post-threat slowly filling up their faces. One track mind won't forget all my troubles, leave them floating around in their little bubbles.
My eyes met your gaze in a whirlwind of passion; Silenced by pleasure you claimed my hearts discretion.
When I share Life With You, It is all so wounderful . You keep Me safe, comfort Me and wipes away My Tears. I laugh and kiss You. You support Me and make grow as a person.
Within each and every one of us all, exists all the splendours of life. Or so I'm told by psychiatrist, scientist, and the man behind the bar.
Look what you've done to me Changed me Sculpted and moulded me To a point where I no longer see myself But myself in your image You're a parasite inside me Controlling my thoughts Bringing me in to...
Who are you. You're not yourself... Why did you change. You're not who I thought you were. I thought you were kind, Funny, Smart, Handsome. But you've changed. And I don't like that.
I see her only because we are standing face to face. I stare at her and she stares back with the same eyes, But I do not know her.
Join the dark side, the Priestess said. Tempting, said the poet. Won't you dare, you're halfway there. You just don't really know it. Swell my ranks, she said, and you'll find. A blacker way to write.
The struggle between good and evil. This issue has been on mind all day. Surly if there meant to be equal. Some negative things are ok to say.
I hate how you imply that I should be more like you I hate how I'll never be that I hate how you don't talk to me, but say I'm the one that doesn't talk I hate how I know I won't ever start the...
I'm so jealous. You're so pretty, And I'll never be like you. I wish I has your hair, Your eyes, Your face. Just everything. And I love you, You're my best friend. You're like my sister.
You hurt me. I hate you. No I don't. Never mind. I love you. I hate you. I am devil. I am angel. I am hurting. I am smiling. What's there left to kill. You left me. You killed me.
There is no greater feeling than despair. It accompanies every emotion and eats you from the inside out. It's overwhelming, the loss of control, the inability to pull this back from the brink.
I see you everyday, Yet I can't bring myself to say. I can't even admit it to myself. But keeping it bottled must be bad for my health. You keep on appearing in my dreams. So real...