split
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I wait
Wait for the final accolades
Instead life hands me a hundred promenades
Promenades of infinite choices
Appearing in my head as infinite voices
such a simple time
with love in your eyes
it was but a rhyme
filled with sorrowed sighs
Ivory Skin
Satin Sheets
You were MY in
But you never released
We've seen it all.
The best and the worst.
We are the kids of a split family.
We watch as parents batter their character.
Gossiping about each other.
Confusion waves through the child's brain?
Our footsteps like a discord home
For dying leaves and infant blades
We trace them back to winter world
When wind was chance and chance was change
A single line converges here
You exhaust me.
That hardly describes it.
I wish there was a better phrase for putting my emotions through a spin cycle.
You didn't even hang me out to dry.
So There's This Guy....... <3
So there's this guy; he makes me laugh, he makes me smile and he just makes me happy.
When love breaks its like a storm
Inside everything is torn
The smell of rain is rolling in
You know this love is about to end
For a moment everything stalls
While the first rain drop has time to fall
