Glassed over.
Just like my favourite nightmare.
Decorated with blood stained melodies.
So silent as those tears fall
landing softly and spelling out indifference
Melencholy spreads and so does the word.
The word of the lord, the word of our love.
Rumors fill up the room
And the air I take in becomes sweety scented
Yet evermore intoxicated with the thought of heartbreak.
Appearing in your eyes as I say my final words,
And place that kiss goodbye upon your flawless personality
As if to say, hypothetically, a death wish.
Looking down and all I see is nothing.
Looking up and all I see is you.
One plus one is two.
Look away and you've turned into nothing.
You're just nothing, and I'm a fool.
Netting captured the sight of sorrw.
Falling from your lips:
The vocals of our favourite songs, now remixed
To blend in with ironic emotions of lovely yet dull.
Lying here and the angels sing
And the embers of blue sine for endless nights.
The coffee spills and our time has come.
Time to laugh.
Stare at the sun and blind yourself.
No. Stare at that face and gouge out your eyes in fearful remorse
The angst is too much
And too much is enough |
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