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Hide & Seek.
Play
Hide and Seek
With
Me.
Lay your hands
Softly over mine and
Guide them to their all too familiar
Place right over my eyes as
To complete the darkness that
surrounds me.
Now
Hide from
Me.
Pick a place in which I
Dare not look, hide in
My nightmares and my tears
And the slits along
My wrists and the
Scars embedded
On my heart
Now
Let me
Find
You.
I shall search
High and low, waiting
For you to peek your head
From behind the old willow tree
Or the pile of wasted dreams
In the attic, to let me know
That it's still a game.
For once I find you, oh happiness,
I will never let you go. So please,
Play hide and seek with me.
Hide and Seek
With
Me.
Lay your hands
Softly over mine and
Guide them to their all too familiar
Place right over my eyes as
To complete the darkness that
surrounds me.
Now
Hide from
Me.
Pick a place in which I
Dare not look, hide in
My nightmares and my tears
And the slits along
My wrists and the
Scars embedded
On my heart
Now
Let me
Find
You.
I shall search
High and low, waiting
For you to peek your head
From behind the old willow tree
Or the pile of wasted dreams
In the attic, to let me know
That it's still a game.
For once I find you, oh happiness,
I will never let you go. So please,
Play hide and seek with me.
Published 13th Dec 2013
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13th Dec 2013 10:31am
a game indeed..what annoys me is when people force me to seek it and not just let me be to find it at my own pace, because it hides really well at times XD
write on!
write on!
26th Dec 2013 5:52am
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eye kinda liked this.. alotta peeps do the slit wrists verse 'till it frequently sounds-reads cliche. you dropped yours in subtle-like, but it props up the piece well. Dug the crisp-to-the-point stanzas too; in my view it made the piece appear cute, but to be taken seriously. Wasn't feelin the "old willow tree" verse or its stanza, for me it didn't fit the overall.. seemed outta place
but, yeah, this was aight. I'll be checkin you out. Keep writin
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eye kinda liked this.. alotta peeps do the slit wrists verse 'till it frequently sounds-reads cliche. you dropped yours in subtle-like, but it props up the piece well. Dug the crisp-to-the-point stanzas too; in my view it made the piece appear cute, but to be taken seriously. Wasn't feelin the "old willow tree" verse or its stanza, for me it didn't fit the overall.. seemed outta place
but, yeah, this was aight. I'll be checkin you out. Keep writin
.
.
