You lead me to belive
That it wasn't just me.
Maybe we could be?
You lead me on,
But I was so wrong.
I started to fall
But you were gone.
No one was at the bottom
Waiting to catch me.
Now I lay here,
I'm hurting,
All for you.
Maybe someday I will heal?
The wounds of the silence,
Will they always prevail?
All the cracks,
They could never seal...
I'm doing this all for you,
This is how you make me feel.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Reflections of Anig
You were all I see,
All I ever cared for,
Now all I can tell you,
Is R-I-P.
I loved your smile,
Your laugh,
Your eyes.
I love the way you sleep at night.
I love how I could always rely,
On the one who always wanted to die.
Your beauty surpasses all that I know,
So let it be,
My friend or foe.
If you love it,
Let it go.
All I ever cared for,
Now all I can tell you,
Is R-I-P.
I loved your smile,
Your laugh,
Your eyes.
I love the way you sleep at night.
I love how I could always rely,
On the one who always wanted to die.
Your beauty surpasses all that I know,
So let it be,
My friend or foe.
If you love it,
Let it go.
My Only Sin
All the lies that i've said,
Each vivid word that i bled,
Never a matter
For my walls were plastered.
Locked away behind my lies,
They werent my plans,
They were my disguise.
But locked away behind these walls,
The chains that contain me,
The lies that defy me,
You were my kryptonite.
You've been there,
You've done that.
Letting you in,
Spouting my words,
That was my only sin.
Each vivid word that i bled,
Never a matter
For my walls were plastered.
Locked away behind my lies,
They werent my plans,
They were my disguise.
But locked away behind these walls,
The chains that contain me,
The lies that defy me,
You were my kryptonite.
You've been there,
You've done that.
Letting you in,
Spouting my words,
That was my only sin.
The "Great" Depression
The life
The times
No music
No rhymes
No will
No reason
No sun
Or season.
The clock ticks on
But everything is slow
Everything is black and white
And things are only bright
When the lights are low.
You dont know me,
You judge only by what you see.
Its the life in the times,
Without reason or rhyme.
The times
No music
No rhymes
No will
No reason
No sun
Or season.
The clock ticks on
But everything is slow
Everything is black and white
And things are only bright
When the lights are low.
You dont know me,
You judge only by what you see.
Its the life in the times,
Without reason or rhyme.
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