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Lovers turn into fiends at the loss of all affection
[Almost like it was the fondness that kept them from being monsters in the first place]
And I could have used some admonition
I was on that porch all sunrise
Whimpering and sinking deeper into doubt
Could it be I am mistaken?
Is it possible for two people to need the same thing?
Is it possible for someone to want something as much as I?
It's just the lines, they get so blurry
Between what was once, and now required
And I don't know on which side his heart falls
But I know where mine is buried</i>
And it's so far from any inadequate longing or wanting
My heart needs this to keep beating
To keep wanting to carry on
To keep wanting to
push for that next breath
It won't go on without it
If I'm still weighed down with subtleties
Then I'll just come right out and say
That I think that I deserve him
More than anyone deserves anything
Maybe I am selfish, but there is no way to share this
There’s not enough to go around, I don’t care who else gets hurt
But I’m still sick with empathy
The world is so selfish to think that it deserves him
I suppose I am too
And I’m sure that there are reasons for everything that happens
And absence leads to adoration
It’s nobody’s fault
But now there is no way to change this
So I just photographed and framed it
And it’s hanging in a hallway
A hallway that we have no right to walk back down once more
But I hope that he feels better but I’m sick of all the drama
I can’t stand to see them crying for me
Can’t stand to see another tear shed because of me
I don't deserve your tears so please don't cry for me
I just want this shit to end
And I want a place to find a sense of self
With him by my side
A place where there are a thousand movies rented
A thousand half burnt candles found
For a thousand nights with him
[Almost like it was the fondness that kept them from being monsters in the first place]
And I could have used some admonition
I was on that porch all sunrise
Whimpering and sinking deeper into doubt
Could it be I am mistaken?
Is it possible for two people to need the same thing?
Is it possible for someone to want something as much as I?
It's just the lines, they get so blurry
Between what was once, and now required
And I don't know on which side his heart falls
But I know where mine is buried</i>
And it's so far from any inadequate longing or wanting
My heart needs this to keep beating
To keep wanting to carry on
To keep wanting to
push for that next breath
It won't go on without it
If I'm still weighed down with subtleties
Then I'll just come right out and say
That I think that I deserve him
More than anyone deserves anything
Maybe I am selfish, but there is no way to share this
There’s not enough to go around, I don’t care who else gets hurt
But I’m still sick with empathy
The world is so selfish to think that it deserves him
I suppose I am too
And I’m sure that there are reasons for everything that happens
And absence leads to adoration
It’s nobody’s fault
But now there is no way to change this
So I just photographed and framed it
And it’s hanging in a hallway
A hallway that we have no right to walk back down once more
But I hope that he feels better but I’m sick of all the drama
I can’t stand to see them crying for me
Can’t stand to see another tear shed because of me
I don't deserve your tears so please don't cry for me
I just want this shit to end
And I want a place to find a sense of self
With him by my side
A place where there are a thousand movies rented
A thousand half burnt candles found
For a thousand nights with him
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whAt happens next..
When your life is taken away
What happens after that?
What happens when all your friends push you away
When you're left all alone
In the dust
In the dark
All alone
When nothing goes your way anymore
After working so hard to reach a goal
What happens next?
What happens after everything you knew in your life
Everything that was once precious to you
What happens when all you have left is pain?
When will it be enough?
Will it ever go away?
When your life has turned to pain and suffering
Where every other day you cry in the darkness of your own room
Nothing to comfort you but your music blaring loudly
What happens next?
When the
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Girl of Suicide
A girl of suicide,
Is never noticed.
Because she stays in the shadows,
When she holds her blade.
But when she steps in the light,
She feigns her happiness,
By wearing masks,
Of false emotions,
And long-lived lies.
But it can't be hidden,
When she wears short sleeves,
And brushes her hair back,
With criss-crossed arms.
Her fragile wings
Once pure and gleaming,
Lays shattered and deformed,
From the cruel winds of time.
Her gorgeous heart,
Is encased in onyx and ice,
Covered with coarse netting of anger,
Slippery with the muck of hate,
Keeping those who dare get close,
At bay.
The rose that represented her,
Was once a shi
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Empty
Melting in my gloom
I sit alone in this room
So empty like a hole
Reflects my inner soul
Empty of emotion
Needing of devotion
Can't see past my covered eyes
I'm feeling..
Nothing
Hurt and surrendering
Mood unchanged
Life deranged
Facade of blank expressions
Everyday depressions
Untrusting, lost of all allies
You...
Wouldn't understand
You didn't even try
But I gave it my best
So just give it a rest
Leave me in turmoil, prone
Just leave me here alone
To let me heal
To let this emptiness, unreal
To swallow me whole
Contemplating suicide
Once too many times
Can't seem to hold on
All enjoyment has gone
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I'll add the actual meaning here sooner or later. For now, I'll just say it's about...well, i was in question...its pretty much self explanitory...
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It's beautiful.
Though your expletive infixation kind of ruins the flow, I'm not going to lie.
Though your expletive infixation kind of ruins the flow, I'm not going to lie.