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While I wait inside the basement
For it to be half past 10
I'm just reminiscing like there's no tomorrow
Thinking about when
It all went downhill, we had it all
Before we took the fall
And now it hurts in noise and silence
Frightened of accidental calls
Feels like I could swallow a bullet
Or be drowned in mercury
I'm like the innocent one on trial
But you're the one that paid the jury
I'm no exec, you're no jailor, our roles
Not what they seem
Even Town knows we'd kill each other
And give up on all our dreams
I wish we could keep talking, and as
Brendon Urie remarks
Lonely moments just get lonelier
When someone has your heart
I blame you not, I bear no hate
Unlike you might believe
Black permanent ink writes tears in words
Of the good, bad, and dirty me.
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Divided Unity
PoetryPoems about various topics in my life. A lot of the early ones...may be about the same thing. Indefinite runtime.
