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"T__ O__ T___ G__ A___ (In The Mind Of A Manic Lover)"
Stinging salt in the tear ducts of time,
The one thing that would never be said--not allowed.
Box of chocolate treats their creamy in texture,
But so sour and sharp your teeth fall right out.
A darkened hall that races with splats of red,
The bloody rivers flowing through each dismembered arm.
That girl.
She cries.
Not like most darkness.
Valuable sweet friend,
take my advice,
never see me again.
A sky shooting from white to hues of fire and grey,
Promising to always hold each other near--a dirt broke blade.
Touching the edge of their skin inside this sweat,
Concrete metal scraping the corner of every heart to crash.
...yawa em ekaT[♥]Take me away...
Desire,
Going hungry,
Blind,
Black and blue.
By the time the storm sees me, a changing wind swinging wild and free, making some one happy~Like you.
Dying,
Getting through,
Back-out,
Biding your life.
"Tell me it's all right just for one night..."
A heart is breaking,
under a mess,
too much stress,
not trying hard enough.
Sirens blare out in old fashioned clicking against wood filled with eyes that stare at the meaningless similies and metaphors.
I just can't brush that danger off,
Standing over- flames that rush up my jeans,
Leaning over- the melting glass edge,
Falling over- in a moment of truth.
A gun.
Two bullets.
Three promises.
Four broken hearts.
Five
Four
Three
two
one
D E A D
All in one shot of a brass--
I see them shine in a way I know I can never,
jealousy and rage but a type of envy for closeness...
Because you're t__ o__ w__ g__ a___ and ran too far away with all my heart unknowingly stuffed in your back pocket...
The one thing that would never be said--not allowed.
Box of chocolate treats their creamy in texture,
But so sour and sharp your teeth fall right out.
A darkened hall that races with splats of red,
The bloody rivers flowing through each dismembered arm.
That girl.
She cries.
Not like most darkness.
Valuable sweet friend,
take my advice,
never see me again.
A sky shooting from white to hues of fire and grey,
Promising to always hold each other near--a dirt broke blade.
Touching the edge of their skin inside this sweat,
Concrete metal scraping the corner of every heart to crash.
...yawa em ekaT[♥]Take me away...
Desire,
Going hungry,
Blind,
Black and blue.
By the time the storm sees me, a changing wind swinging wild and free, making some one happy~Like you.
Dying,
Getting through,
Back-out,
Biding your life.
"Tell me it's all right just for one night..."
A heart is breaking,
under a mess,
too much stress,
not trying hard enough.
Sirens blare out in old fashioned clicking against wood filled with eyes that stare at the meaningless similies and metaphors.
I just can't brush that danger off,
Standing over- flames that rush up my jeans,
Leaning over- the melting glass edge,
Falling over- in a moment of truth.
A gun.
Two bullets.
Three promises.
Four broken hearts.
Five
Four
Three
two
one
D E A D
All in one shot of a brass--
I see them shine in a way I know I can never,
jealousy and rage but a type of envy for closeness...
Because you're t__ o__ w__ g__ a___ and ran too far away with all my heart unknowingly stuffed in your back pocket...
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