I've been going through it,
Watching that same video
Over and over,
Trash edit
Dirt pictures
Just to remind your face,
Bad music,
You'd hate it,
I'm sure.
Man I've been going through it,
And I hate jumping in that leap of faith,
That memory of you,
That feeling of ever wanted.
July,
Night time,
You left,
August cold,
As it is not supposed to,
Oh you set snow,
Killed heat,
And left me to death.
September came,
And you were no were,
Till the game sounded,
Fun again.
Sometimes,
I do look back,
I do,
Sometimes,
I cry,
My inside out bleeding
Crying,
From all the love I felt,
And I wonder
If I could
Would I erase your face?
Would I have the courage,
To delete data?
You might think,
It's foolish,
You never felt the same,
You might think,
I shoulda move on,
Carry on,
Left on.
And I'm not saying I shoulda not,
Follow steps.
But stairs are big as hell,
And I can't fell.
Because I'm this void,
You're waiting paranoid,
Just to suck me in,
And I know you'll act annoyed,
Like my love is overdose,
Crippling mental illness,
I'm just a crazy lover,
And babe undercover,
I'm still tryna recover.
From all this wound,
Sadly wishing we go back around.
Because below ground, my heart is still yours.
Sometimes I do look back,
I feel sorry for myself,
Oh, sometimes I do look back,
A things I wish I wasn't.
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ewig, Zwillingsflammen
PoetryAs the world goes around, as the night skies as not fallen. How can I let down? Karmic feeling. It bugs me to say, I'll never feel anything that strong, never again. [ewig], [everlong] : an event, course of action, feature, etc. that seems as if it...
