

m y i n s i d e sMemories of flooded fields terrorise my dreams, grip them like a rapist.m y i n s i d e s
I wont wait for you anymore, my sadistic murderer. Feel it burn, like a papercut to the heart.
Please, please let me forget. I pray to be healed, like the wounded hope for a better day.
Orange gas, spluttering, re-living, re-dying over and over
again. Pull me apart, look at my insides, and I self-destruct my chemical love, my ever-trusting mind.


b l o tYou're trying to forget her, forget her haunting face. And you constantly think to yourself, shit, it was a waste. At night you try to sleep, try to erase her from your mind. My friend, your friend, the sleeping pills you find.b l o t
A blot of blood,
on the carpet it drips. The same happens to the photos, all in little rips. You scratch out her face, with the scalpel, your friend. Broken lives, broken hearts, things that can never mend. Unlike the pale scars that lie beneath, slowly they fade, until they're gone, they leave. Just like


c o l o u f u l . l i e sI stir for a moment, one second in time. Stepping out of comfort, stepping out of line. Deliver my song, deliver my tune. And she'll know of my sorrow, my song of blue. Then she wants me back, back in the green. She never left, in the shadows she's been.c o l o u f u l . l i e s
Then that black night, with eyes like red, She showed what was hidden under her bed. Dressed in Can-Can, Vodka-white lies. Though Cowgirl can see it, hiding in her eyes.
He holds her up, she still falls down. Falls into the purple haze, no bre


all i can givepush me pull me bend me break me you might ignore me but you can't shake meall i can give
deny me explore me justify me lure me you might get help but you'll never cure me


a random mishmash of lettersyou are like a metronome so dependable sometimes i catch you mid swinga random mishmash of letters


A Soul's Confession...I have acted stupidly, biennial. I tasted a drug more potent than any narcotic, more addictive. It deluded my mind giving to the id. I shake, I scream, I convulse with withdrawal.A Soul's Confession...
But I cannot give it up. I crave it now as ever. It led from one addiction to another. And now I need to know before I no longer control my insanity.
Do you know? Tell me please. Did you realize I changed, realize you changed me? Did you hear what I was saying without the word? Did you know I was giving you more of myself than anyone ever took?
Pertinently, you fled from con
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