The Final GoodbyeYou say we're growing distant, But I don't want to let go just yet, So hold onto this obscure memory for a little longer, As our words begin to fade..there's only a few things left to say, I'm so sorry please don't turn away from me not this time.. You said to me once to not change who I am, But must I live in the false-hooded darkness awaiting you? I hate you but I love you too.. Although we may never make it to the end, Can't we say we tried? As I wish I may, I wish I might.. That this isn't the end of what we had all those nights,The Final Goodbye
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Meeting MeI feel like drowning in my invisible tears, Suffocating in my fears, I'm so tired of this world, All of it's the same, I've searched every nook & cranny but it's the same, No one's truely different, All following society's rules, I'm sleepy so sleepy, I'm all alone, Out of everyone I see, Do you see me? I won't believe in love, For it doesn't believe in me, Like an angry dream, I stranded in this desert, Filled with illisions and deceit, All I've wanted was to be needed, All I wanted was a friend, Through the thick and thin, SomeoMeeting Me
I Hate To AdmitI'm tired of everyone telling me, What I can & cannot feel, So what if I don't want love? What if I do? I'm sorry to tell you, It's my heart so piss off, I'm so sick of it all, You driving me insane, And you know you do, Don't mock my fears, Don't wipe away my tears, For I'm strong, I am weak, Sometimes nothing in between, You're truths become your lies, I can tell by the look in your eyes, Don't try and deceive, For you shall only fail, In the attempt to delude, I admit I'm no saint, But I'm no devil either, Were youI Hate To Admit
One Half Of A WholeA sad light shone, Turning into wings that cuts the white darkness, Shone upon by the cold sun, I had some limited freedom, The miraculous night cast by the mirror, Started to remove my mask, my soul, On the other side of the collapsing wall, Despair and hope look the same, If there's a heart that's yet to be seen, Let's head to the end of the prologue, In the world where the wind blows like a blade, What is it I should protect? IOne Half Of A Whole
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