I've been listening to a song. Despite how slow it is, it makes the voices shut up. Although maybe it's because the song does the job for them. Hurts me beyond belief. It's hell I promise you. But I can't stop listening to it. This song kind of shows how I feel now. During all of this. Maybe you know it...
Well, I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Baby, I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do ya?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...
Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Yeah, that's it. The song in me right now. Doesn't completely sum up all the pain though. But it's close enough. Whatever. I love you. Even if you don't feel the same. Hmmm... Hallelujah I guess...
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To You, Who I May Never See
Não FicçãoIf I fall into the real world, I'll be alone... If I fall into the nightmares, I'll be in eternal pain but I won't have to miss you... In the end, my two choices are really very similar. Only in one, I'll still see you. So tell me. Do I fall into a...
