who is really watchingSo I am sitting here in class and I can't recall what I dreamt last night I know what I did yesterday but really to me my dreams forgotten matter more Mostly because those dreams could be of the future Of somewhere else, something else, me as someone elsewho is really watching
I've done all this and it really doesn't matter I want things to matter But they probably never will here
This place drives every bit of wonder out of the mystically painted walls in my head Like a large splash of gray that makes my brown eyes just that much more intense. You see if you saw me here in a crowd you wouldn't kn
Rubbish on your trusti resist you i don't trust you I have failed youRubbish on your trust
yet when you touch me I channel you Like im in a trance All I feel is pain All i feel is out of place
Then i let you go and once again feel no suffering
yet it eats at me I know its not you I know it is me breaking away from my shell Its me going back to the core of myself Its me resisting all restrictions on myself
Thanks again Your personality is mine I have your eyes looking out upon everything
even though we think so differently Like im half asleep a
LimaI never knew how much pain it would produce I only gave you everything you helped createLima
All the inspiration that spilled through my fingers
As I left your arms
The tears ran so deep
Because I let you in As hard as I dug my nails into you
I did twice as much to myself
I still held back so many things
But not from me It’s much too deep For you to fear me
Did you see how the light returned to my eyes When before they were dim and cold? Or the little twitches and odd nods I constantly get
It’s me trying to comprehend I told
the one
Waiting for your next work!
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someone's been snorting too much jesus...
My ear and lips are reserved for me.
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…and my enemies will know me by my cruelty
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I wish I could kiss someone outside of my mind.
I wish I could touch someones skin without trying to find an excuse for it.
And feel. What emotion ever it might be.
Feel it pervading.. streaming through me.
Or letting a thousand needles fall on me.
The last time a human face was close to mine.So close that our atoms started becoming part of each other and we almost grew together..
. . okay, yeah. Your name didn't work.
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