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I wrote this this morning Our mouths are like fountainsI wrote this this morning by ~krispekremy
Shouting out things we never meant to say
Regrets are unavoidable in our lives
Whether we admit it or not
Our time is now running short
For the tide is rising
And we're tied together till it reaches us
Always meant to be together
Then she cuts loose and says
"goodbye love, see you on the other side."
And I'm stranded in awe of the situation
You never cared about me like you said
And I can't move on
Hurf Durf Words can't express how I feelHurf Durf by ~krispekremy
While I know its not something you force
I grow weary of being patient
Starting to wonder if its meant for me
I torture myself with the thought
Everyone else seems to have it
And I'm outside the window looking in
Wishing to find my enterance
The satisfaction I felt
when you lay there holding me
I really don't know how to find it
Or even where to look.
To make myself believe
That what they've said is true
Its near impossible for me to smile
I'm no different than anyone else
Unknown When that one piece is missing.Unknown by ~krispekremy
When all you can do is feel completely worthless, and used.
Your existence is pointless; no need to try.
I mask myself in this writing,
using it to tell myself it helps me feel okay.
Maybe someone will read this and understand.
Ignored. Unwanted. Undesired.
What the fuck makes me feel this way,
and when will I feel better?
Do you have my answer?
Pretending to Exist Its so easy to pretend,Pretending to Exist by ~krispekremy
not even notice you're doing so.
Don't show your emptiness to anyone;
No need to bring them down.
Faking my own reality.
Reaching out for what could be real,
yet to "be" is just beyond my grasp.
I can't help but hide my pain;
Crouching in shadows is easier than trusting.
Why work so hard to be true,
when one can just pretend to exist.
Sta.sh
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~A song isn't always a Love Story, but a love story is always A Song~