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with little whispers in my head, i dreamt of you again, I've never worried so much about losing someone that i have already lost. visions of what i should have done differently and how everything would just fall apart, a song that makes me think and squirm and i wonder; Would you take my hand for one last dance. with screams and streaks of black and crimson, i dream of you again all that i want and all that i need in a kingdom that is all my own and it crumbles with the waking hour,

Building pressure, Churning stomach, Pixie dust, the power of suggestion, Lies become truth and lies once more, A broken hear with nothing left inside, Silent Glances, whispers of melancholy wide spread panic, creeping dread, one sided arguments, Conversations left unspoken, A boy and his Aphrodite how he hates her. Sights for the blind, Songs for the Deaf, funerals for the living, Cigars for the Dead, Broken Reality, Elaborate Illusions, Twenty Stories and falling nightmares

I fly so high as long as the poison that are these little white pills flow through my veins. but the fall is my one constant, this heart completely fiiled with pain. sometimes i just and i question if living in a world so hate. if i can even see the sun through clouds and the rain twenty one years and im still just a nameless face in the crowd searching for anyway to tell myself the worse is over, that theres a point to this life, that shed tears werent wasted. that im not invisible just hard to see. trying to hold together the few peices left of this bleeding heart, as the weight drives me to my knees, as bridges burn and worlds crash arou

I step in this house that’s filled with so many memories Bad outweighing the good It feels like a weight pressing on my chest With a painted smile I start this forced march To a room with a noose or a padded cell Five years strong and never has that knife looked so right Making scars itch in remembrance of the sweet relief But its blade will cut so much deeper than anyone would see The promise I made never so hard to keep An addict’s promise I suppose.

this was supposed to be our fairytale, but i am no hero, and the dragon i could not slay leaving our world a burning wreck the fire has died and all thats left is the glowing ember of my heart. i look and i am happy despite the pain at least we tried i wont dewell on the ifs ive been there and done that. i'm fine standing here watching as long as your happy. you werent mine to keep just to hold. this was supposed to be our fairytale, but your not some helpless damsel and you proved stronger then the hero afterall was done and said i wonder what you would say if i told you that i still dream of your smile, of your warmth o

Father Do you know how it feels to hate The man staring back at you in the mirror Just because he shares your face, Your son does and he hates that man more everyday Father Do you know how to watch your mother work herself to death? Just to watch you go hungry at night Just because you were too weak to stay Your son does he'd give anything to be able to bear her burdens for just a day Father Do you know the judgment the scars on a wrist can carry To be the butt of jokes of people who never suffered a day in their life And be tagged with the callous labels the stick Your son does and it's your blood he drains from his veins Fat

Inside my head these memories play on a constant loop. Those days where I felt so alive, those promises I made . These mistakes I wish I could take back My friends don't understand why im so hung up on you And to tell you the truth, neither do I. Inside my heart these feelings dye a little by the day Deep inside I know we both did what we thought was right. But to tell you the truth it hurts when I see you in his arms your lips pressed against his My friends don't understand why I stand here so idle, I'm just trying to find solace in solitude. In my hands I hold your picture, I see your sad eyes behind your smile And I just hope

i was eight when i had my first crush. remember holding her hand on our way home i remember the sappy love notes and the time she kissed me on the stares and the last time she was in my arms fell for the girl who sat beside me in seventh grade i remember she became my only friend, remember holding hands as we walked the halls and dancing, spinning slowly in circles. and the day she let her friends break my heart fell for a girl who read every single verse and every note, i remember her shedding tears for my pain and suffering. remember her promising me she'd take the pain. and the only time i picked up pen was to write her a lov

if i said i missed you, would you care enough to call if i told you i dreamt of you would you love me enough to stay if i fought for you would your heart be my prize if i gazed into your eyes would you stare lovingly into mine if i was dyeing would you be my cure if i was willing to fight for you would you stay right by my side if i wished upon a star would you grant me my only wish if i told you that i loved you. would you forgive me