

TemptationHollow heaves contract my chest Shudders of sorrow for my pitiful self This temptation to live for you Makes me weaker each year The tears drip rhytmicallyTemptation
As time ticks truthfully And I know I'll be leaving soon One more hollow heave Before I fade from this torn vest.


UntitledCan we just stop. Look at the clock. Fold the hands back, stop the tick tock. The noise just rings in and out The black fades and the voices shout Just stop The time keeps tickin, cant change those things or the way I was thinkin. I want to rewind, clear my mind, fix the wrongs and fight the good fight. Just stop. Correct my faults, I didnt know it was considered wrong to show my emotions to weep, to scream, to bleed with envy of the happiness around me Teach me, lead me, show me, guide me so I can delete the schemes growing inside me. Just stop.Untitled
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Masks are guises for mystery and surprises, but the eyes were made in these disguises, for you to see the faces of every person you deceive, and to know them, but to know they'll never know you however naive.
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