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We both perished in the fire we started Safe, and naive, fragile children again Renewed porcelain playing in the sharp needle hands of a dangerous game. the memories wither, fading black into the cavernous abyss, lying forgotten in the dark corners of your mind my heart burns, my scars sear open, my stomach wrenches and the tears stream I suffer in my sickness yet I can make no sound you can hear left empty in the unfair exchange, left dying in an imaginary embrace. there's your face in the silver dream mirror, but our eyes never meet. I fall so sweetly, into the depths of promise only to drown at the bottom a sunken late blos

under rivers and stones, we cannot breathe in meandering nowhere in this snowglobe, upside down frosted and glacial the skies are cinereal with memories of war. there we were, lost spirits clinging to the other as home. their laughter seeps through their fingers and dribbles down on their chins. conjuring sick naked visions of who we could be. but it never stopped them from laughing at me when you left I mourned your death sallow, stagnant, strained through every year and change I see your face in every corner but you are not there. I used to know him, in a different time when we used to hold hands in dreams we used to kiss in c

In the legend that is you and I, I was the Crouching Tiger, you were the Hidden Dragon. twisting and twining in intricate dances of laughter and light. teeth bared, the earth ruptured. our celebration is a pyre for the dead. but death slithers among us, unknown, disenegaged. run, run and turn away but if you do not come back, regret will claim you for its own. and I will vanish. a spirit of myth, behind you, around you, passing you on the wintry faultline, where you let me drop. staring and aloof, never on the same plane. I reside where the footprints stop on the sand. the line you dare not cross, as frozen as the tone

In the legend that is you and I, I was the Crouching Tiger, you were the Hidden Dragon. twisting and twining in intricate dances of laughter and light. teeth bared, the earth ruptured. our celebration is a pyre for the dead. but death slithers among us, unknown, disenegaged. run, run and turn away but if you do not come back, regret will claim you for its own. and I will vanish. a spirit of myth, behind you, around you, passing you on the wintry faultline, where you let me drop. staring and aloof, never on the same plane. I reside where the footprints stop on the sand. the line you dare not cross, as frozen as the tone

there is a girl that no one sees, crying faithless black tears swimming in a turbulent ocean of paranoia she waited.... and waited.. and waited.. but she resurfaced, near drowning with the realization of a reality that was once a menacing suspicion she smiles, concealing rage and disdain for the only person who deserves it in a molecular world of people he is the only one she can see alone in the crowd she screams her anger alone with him she struggles with his hands to show the growing truth between them Alone, she cries. she becomes distant and releases his touch somewhere on the edge of the evening he disappears.

I stirred alone, swimming in my cryptic words. My shrouds from the past Follow me disturbed. You were fascinated by my stare, I emerged from the shallow stairs and you appeared, dripping wet from the rain. I remember telling you I was dangerous. I was hoping you had lost you way. I remember tracing the blue veins in your wrists, when I came out from the Underworld. I released a soft, alluring laugh, as we spoke of what would never come to pass. You curled your arms around me and with no choice, I heard the music of your voice. You curled your arms around my waist, there was just too strong a taste for me to resist, as you he

God is Merciful is what you're called, but it's not what you're about. I've had love letters to you nailed to my heart, now I've ripped them out. My drunk intentions drove me to you in a wreck. I wish I could hold you close so I can break your neck. Look, see, a new apology. No longer in debt to your sweet sympathy. Look, see, a new apology. Forever drawn to the flame of your reality. Bleeding raging words that make a sea around our feet. i find comfort in your arms that softly destroy me. Truth has never set me free, but only clipped my wings. How could I resist smiling when he sings? Look, see, a new apology. No longer in deb

It's the attention I get from the back of your hand. Then you demand that I stand up. You say I'm worth nothing more than I ever could be. You smite every first born confidence in me. Let's forget to make amends, Let's agree to get revenge. I guess this means you lost me. I guess this means we're broken down. I guess this means we'll be satisfied over the time. You're sinster, with your foul play. And you linger on, when you've had you're wicked way and this parody. You delve in the craze in torturing me with doubt. You spit locust plagues that engulf when you shout. Let's forget to make amends, Let's agree to get revenge. I