Have some faith. Don't you know that this is not a race. And we are not contenders now.. So ask questions like. Which truth is the truth with which I chose to define myself.
I'm so sorry for the things I've done. And what I did to you is up there number 1.. So sweaty of palm and tongue tied tight,. We'll sit here and talk late into the night..
I'm so sorry for the things I've done. And what I did to you is up there number 1.. So sweaty of palm and tongue tied tight,. We'll sit here and talk late into the night..
Moments like this:. precious with no regrets.. Like whispers on my neck.. No tears and held breath.. . These endings have no more or less effect.. No better waste of time compares to this..
7:30 Monday morning, the stories begin. You make it sound like so much fun.. (Just spent the weekend throwing yourself away). Throwing yourself away, throwing yourself away.
i woke up this morning. i found that i had. a smile on my face. i asked myself whats this for. and i remembered you. and i thought of you. . reality. you barely know me.
I've gathered all my lifetime memories of you.. My lusty sentiments they made life seem true.. I'm rather selfish and I mean to be unkind.. You can't imagine what it does to me inside..
Here I am believin' words again. Here I am tryin' to find your love again. Here I am down on my knees again. Prayin' for a love that we used to know. .
I come and stand at every door. But no one hears my silent dread. I knock and yet remain unseen. For I am dead, for I am dead. . I'm only seven although I've died.
every night I tell myself I am the cosmos. I am the wind. but that don't bring you back again. just when I was starting to feel okay. you're on the phone.
I should be a Communist. I tried, I failed, I'm far too decadent. . I used to think it mattered. if I wore grey or black. I know it's so much clearer, when you just put it back.
Lying on my back again I can hear it in the wind. you had picked a fight my mind would start to bend. are you an imaginary friend. last night my bed was colder than coffin.
Think Id better go, theres nothing here for me. And no-one who really cares if I go or stay. And nothings been going right, though I tried and I tried.
I can cook some dinner, and I can sweep the floor. I can be politer and work a little more. I could write a poem or do all of the chores. . I could be a Liar or drown you with the truth.
Pretend that it's over now, awaken to sleep,. the stars at your feet, you're somewhere up there,. floating around, projection,. a linear transformation, a soul mapping,.
(Within my veins) When i think of you I can't help but think of blood.. Blood spilled, blood shared with one another.. You are my most distinguished fragment of an untold story.
lets make this a night to remember lets forget all the times we spent together lets run with our eyes closed 'cause i. suppose some dreams are meant to be broken lets run away 'cause i don't know how to say this anyway.
Stop and explore the fire burning in your core.. It's melting your skin and leaving you raw.. You're hurting. Pain, it's driving you along.. What is it we are always looking for?.