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This Seems Real To Me.
We live our lives like an open book.
Fairytales of ever afters that rarely have a happy ending.
Every story becomes a song, and we sing our own out loud but to ourselves.
Lyrics left a mystery... lost and unheard.
Sought after by those who's ears fall deaf.
Searching.
Seeking.
Speak more softly or risk losing your nerve.
((Ever after is a tragedy...a lifetime lost to history.))
[/font]Anyone has the ability to be ashamed of there own past.
It makes for an easy excuse.
Easily escaped.
Pride is all but impossible, simply illogical.
Wanting more is impressive, but hardwork takes courage.
Forgive yourself and you'll forget your worth.
Forgo for this truth.
What was your price, anyways?
I guess you forgot that, too.
Now don't pretend you can almost remember.
[/font]((Let me refresh your memory...))
[/font]It's somewhere between here, and priceless...
except time has made it worth a little less.
Money doesn't cover the cost we pay in the end.
But it's more then the price of selling your very soul.
[/font]((You're worthless...but I'm still worse off.))
While I waste a life re-writting every line, you chase my time disguising all your lies.
[/font]I knew I should have seen this coming.
[/font]I saw it all along.
[/font]((Thank you for warning me ahead of time.))
[/font]This fire...
[/font]It only fuels my desires.
[/font]The flames just keep growing stronger.
[/font]I use that heat to burn through my flesh.
Yeah, of course it's painful...
That was the point.[/font][/font]
Fairytales of ever afters that rarely have a happy ending.
Every story becomes a song, and we sing our own out loud but to ourselves.
Lyrics left a mystery... lost and unheard.
Sought after by those who's ears fall deaf.
Searching.
Seeking.
Speak more softly or risk losing your nerve.
((Ever after is a tragedy...a lifetime lost to history.))
[/font]Anyone has the ability to be ashamed of there own past.
It makes for an easy excuse.
Easily escaped.
Pride is all but impossible, simply illogical.
Wanting more is impressive, but hardwork takes courage.
Forgive yourself and you'll forget your worth.
Forgo for this truth.
What was your price, anyways?
I guess you forgot that, too.
Now don't pretend you can almost remember.
[/font]((Let me refresh your memory...))
[/font]It's somewhere between here, and priceless...
except time has made it worth a little less.
Money doesn't cover the cost we pay in the end.
But it's more then the price of selling your very soul.
[/font]((You're worthless...but I'm still worse off.))
While I waste a life re-writting every line, you chase my time disguising all your lies.
[/font]I knew I should have seen this coming.
[/font]I saw it all along.
[/font]((Thank you for warning me ahead of time.))
[/font]This fire...
[/font]It only fuels my desires.
[/font]The flames just keep growing stronger.
[/font]I use that heat to burn through my flesh.
Yeah, of course it's painful...
That was the point.[/font][/font]
Published 11th Jan 2010
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Anonymous
15th Jan 2010 8:48am
Nice cryptic piece. In my opinion, it could do with a little more flow, instead of the stop-start style of the single sentences, and could benefit from a little cleaning up of the spelling, but I enjoyed it.
I especially like
"Every story becomes a song"
I especially like
"Every story becomes a song"
