Forgetyou dont even seem to remember me and you dont even call i doubt that you will be there when my whole world starts to fallForget
this distance is whats killing me it eats me from inside slowly its consuming me it would be better if i died
do you even feel this way or am i all alone its this feeling that keeps me company since that night you left at home
all the love that was present here was wasted in regret the only thing that i pray is for my heart to forget
The warningSomething woke me up,The warning
with the moon still high.
startled and to my dismay,
those stares caught my eye,
cold as death,
black as night
there stood before me,
the reaper with his scythe.
“i come not for your soul,
but for one whom you love,
whose life was tied with yours,
a bind made from above.
Now ill take her far away,
but here you shall stay,
for nothing could have saved her,
from the pain you’ve thrown her way”.
“She
Parting timeShe said that she would leave him,Parting time
he couldn’t understand,
She said that she would do it soon,
he only took her hand.
she said that she’ll just go away,
he doesn’t seem to care
She pleaded him to let her stay,
he’s silent, with blank stare.
so she just went, without a doubt,
he sees and starts to cry,
she is now gone out of his life
he wishes he would die.
Just a facealthough it seems that i am strong this firm facade but though are wrongJust a face
although a smile just clouds my face but dont be fooled its just a face
i may look fine but im not ok i hide my pain small price to pay
but once the door shuts me in my room i succumb to it my cloud of doom
Those old thingsCan I go back to that time long before? When I was free of my worries and troubles. Back when things had simpler meanings. Back when love was no more than a word. When the time was spent with popsicles, Or those yo-yo things on strings. When your whole world consisted of Those two little blocks and the park.Those old things
That friend next door would race you down the road. When being the fastest was all you worried about. That old tree house in your backyard,
Was your refuge for such a very long long time. The little swing sets and slides at the park Were the most import
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'...and if i had something to say to you i'd whisper it softly,
kiss you on your rosey lips and never let you off me.
shiver on your roof and see your face lit by starlight,
hold you through the night and watch that colorado sunrise'-[3OH!3]
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