domingo, 15 de junho de 2014

JUST A THOUGHT

Trapped in an awkward loop
Trying to get saved from my silly inner thoughts....
That come visit me from time to time.
And whenever I look at you....
It's torturing....
Your pale skin as snow...
These deep black eyes as cole
And the movement of your lips...so sweet
When you cacth your fears and dreams
And turn them into melody.
But you swear by the Gods you're heartless
And I totally disagree....I can see you from who you are....
But I'm tired of falling for you....
And seeing no hands to help lifting me up
I'm done with writing you stuff from the heart...
Stuff that you'll never even read
Cause words won't be enough anyway
So I'll put my feelings to sleep
Then I'll be numb....
And It'l be all gone.
So I hope....
I beg in these poor written words,
That it'll be gone
Deep inside I know I'll be fine for this while
On my own...
All Alone.

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