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i.am.so.annoyed.with.immaturity.
i ask for so little, yet you cant give
do you even know what i give for you?
i do not speak, i show
i had hoped it was louder now...
with just one touch i could believe it was real
sometimes i just need you to hold me
but its so hard to keep trying sometimes,
when i know you dont see any of it
dont forget that im here, i wont always be
im not going to give up
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do you now begin to not care?
such frivolous discrepancies one would see as unimportant are taken to heart by some
is this merely an overreaction, or a validated alert?
do flip the switch and turn on the lights to your hidden doubts which now lay in shadow, waiting to be fed
i will not nurture such vermin that would tear down without remorse all that was so diligently built
but what shows through strategically placed windows is what i want to
see, so what truly is is a mystery, pure and untainted by any amount of
questions
wherefore are those true lies, told to the bottom of this world to save you?
your heart to my eyes, its vow is this, and do your deeds be true?
over and over she would bleed with that cold glass to be more lenient but you would not waver from that resolve
this unnending knowledge of what insides have not yet rotted away
as amazing as you are, my fear is that you will run at these sights i offer without waver
i beg of you, do not live up to such fears
such sweetness, hollow now without your warm breathe behind it
and will it hold the same, or does it simply falter from my mind
am i the one scared while you are running true?
such horrid memories cause the hand to shake so much ink from this red pen
reassuring as you always are, rid this heart of doubt forevermore
take this place where the brave will stand, not forgotten but honored like those of legendary valor
she would lay flowers at your feet if you would put them in her hair
only to shake this dust from her soul, a new brightness you could bring
she sees you carrying out heroic tasks with strength to spare and you are her prince
do not doubt her commitment, her heart is now fragile, her promise not
will you stand strong as she is shaking on her knees? | | |
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this house is so cold without you here
my fingers are numb from writing
words, words and more words
a shameless attempt at an apology
but nothing works to bring you back
these tear stained paths down my face are permanant now
remembering your eyes and the way you used to laugh
but nothing brings you back
hoping against hope that i will see you again
someday has new meaning, but will hope be destoryed?
if i wait, and stop living,
will i lack those essential elements that beg one to call this a life?
oh that it would bring you back...
have you ever noticed that i miss you,
have you seen these emtpy arms,
this heart that longs to know what you think
of this life ive lived so long without you?
i wish you could come back
screaming at the sky that took you
my anger died out long ago
but this spark still burns that corner of my heart that hasnt
forgotten what it was like when you were here
im trying to remember your heart
but i know youre not coming back
and i know ill never be the same without you
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burning pages previously treasured
watching the life before me become past
holding onto what hope i have
but letting go of what didnt last
i saw you once as beautiful
but now your face it horribly distorted
your true character shines through
you burned me before now its my turn
your promises are scattered to the wind
and i couldnt be happier
held close in arms that wont let go
this is where i belong | | |
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passion, a thing of the past
what we loved must be left behind for reality
longing for that which once adorned that fluttered heart
happy to be for once in the spotlight
amazing all who beheld such a spectacle
wondering now where i would be had i pursued what my heart so desired
but now lost, as all is,to that abyss of forgotten dreams
left to collect dust forever on that shelf of things you love
but cannot touch
nose forever pressed against the glass that separates you from what you love
wishing | | |
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