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He told me I was special. Did he mean it. Or was I just a fool. A fool to believe him. A fool to let him back in. Do I regret it. Part of me does and the other part does not.
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He told me I was special. Did he mean it. Or was I just a fool. A fool to believe him. A fool to let him back in. Do I regret it. Part of me does and the other part does not.
Do you ever get jealous of the stars.
Life is so dull So worthless and so small Until you call. The rays of sunshine fill my soul—and I am whole..
And so the boat began to move, The motor leaving behind a trail. I began to gaze at the nature circling me, All alone yet surrounded by many Paradise It speaks to me.
I cannot speak the words, That haven't already been said. A well thumbed thesaurus, Gathering dust, Inside my head..
She spoke to me, Eager to be followed. 'You need to listen' she said Said led me across the hall Grinning, she took me by the hand I didn't understand.
Take me to place where they eat sunlight for breakfast and adventure for lunch.
They found my body At the bottom Of the deep blue sea But my Thoughts and emotions Floated to the surface And spelled "I am free".
There's no remedy for memory, your face is like a melody, it won't live my head. Your souls is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine but that is just a lie..
Lying down on the floor with the sun shinning through the window. Warmth is filling up the empty room where nothing but sadness is found. Can I ever set myself free from this misery?.
Please tell me it was all a dream. You and I just standing together. When suddenly you stopped me, said "I am sorry..." and just left me there; sad, lonely and full of tears.
I was six, I was clueless but then I saw you lying there. I knew it couldn't be real but there you were lying there so pale and cold. The room was gloomy.
Laying here all alone, wondering how it could have been. How different or how similar. The good or bad memories; they would still be in my mind. I cannot let it go, I cannot stop this feeling.