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Falling Action
i'm losing control
again
i'm slowly slipping back
down
but things are going so
well
i can't tell if my smile is
real
or fake.
maybe it was when you first kissed
me
friday night in the rain
together
maybe it was because i can't control
you
the way i control my life
my ways of thinking
these
thoughts inside my
head
they're cold and untouched
sad
knowing that i have made them that
way.
again
i'm slowly slipping back
down
but things are going so
well
i can't tell if my smile is
real
or fake.
maybe it was when you first kissed
me
friday night in the rain
together
maybe it was because i can't control
you
the way i control my life
my ways of thinking
these
thoughts inside my
head
they're cold and untouched
sad
knowing that i have made them that
way.
Published 14th Aug 2013
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Letting go is the trick,and I know it's hard to do when every part of your being says otherwise.Which is why I said trick...
Holding on too tight,or the illusion 'because that's what it is',of control will always end in failure...You can count on that,like you can count on death...
You can only control yourself,and a lot of times not even that...
Let go...
Keep writing...take care
Holding on too tight,or the illusion 'because that's what it is',of control will always end in failure...You can count on that,like you can count on death...
You can only control yourself,and a lot of times not even that...
Let go...
Keep writing...take care
