You’re clever, masked as me.
And you said, just Like I knew you would.
Clear your sight, and drown your mind – make you disappear. But you never go.
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I’m Waiting so Go on, go on my darling. Show me how you make those pretty little petals that I see on every rose when I think of you
…but the thorns belong to me.
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Don’t put the words in my mouth,
Don’t say I said it before I even said it.
I can’t keep going on by going on without moving on.
I said goodbye to so many things, viewing through my lenses through the distant stars and planets.
Keeping secrets, and feeling lost.
Searching through the craters and rocks.
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I’ve concluded that I’m confused.
Close this wound, that I etched,
Scraped into my minds skin.
My nails feel they’re committing a sin.
Maybe I gotta shape the edges to curve to the shape, to fit within the box.
So we can close the lid.
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When the audience doesn’t clap for my sad, sad tune. That I sing in monotone – blew through the microphone, like a wind so untouchable.
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Shut within her locket, memories, that corrupt her sense of stability to the ground. Fireworks corrupt her mind with the intention to seep her through the limits of her illogicality. Corrupting my mind with verbal words and melody, seems to always go this way. Corrupted by not being able to verbalise my feelings, because it’s always me who’s illogical and no one else.
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They say talk to me directly, and don’t forget me. They want to be included, not thought to be deluded. I know they’re afraid, and feel tied down. Chasing their freedom, while feeling fearsome – Together we’ll steal the sunshine, and not feed the dark side within our coping cave.
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I feel really overwhelmed, maybe the lorazepam will help. I’m stuck inside my head. I’m struggling, not handling the things you say. If you documented in song the demon at my door, maybe you shouldn’t have. I’m often worried about mind control, and the evil in me taking control.
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