Do we feel the purpose of our shadows?
Is it time to exit the stage?
For better or worse, I find you dear
The eyes of a liar don't lie...
You say you love me
You say you care
Yet buildings fall every time you speak,
Speak easily my dear
For you are in the spotlight!
Cast your cares upon me
And I will see your truth,
A vengeful fall of desperation
Doesn't deserve any title,
For a title is just an open wound
And an open wound just hurts...
The world is a very scary place
Yet I want to trust you,
So look me in the eyes
And don't be afraid to fall
Such emotional theatrics deserve praise
I fall in the eyes of yore
Yet the sky is no longer falling
And my anxiety has to rest,
Tender are the moments
When I lie in your arms
And forget the magic that is disheveled;
For everyone is dysfunctional
In their own love
For love is dysfunctional indeed
High buildings die in the sky
Yet the sky is worth reaching...
I want to die in your heart
And you shall die in mine,
At last this dysfunctional love
Is functioned...
Somebody get me out of this place!
- Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 16th, 2024 01:07
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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