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What If I?

I'm angry, but I keep it quiet, and I'm hurting, but I never show it. And your prefer it, don't you? Just let it fade away, away, away. But what if I torn those crimson curtains, and shed some light on all your filth? W…
This is the way, the way we break

The way you talk, the way you walk, the way you fall for every single lie. The way you never, the way you never, the way you never, the way you never, listen. Just listen to words, that sing out, reach out to you. For …
"We need not the words."

#1: Heed Not the Words Hush now, my lullaby. We need not the words. Hush now, my lullaby. They heed not the words. We sing a song, we beat a beat, we dance a dance, we fall asleep. Hush now, my lullaby. Why do we need…
Die, Lie, Die

How many times am I supposed to go through this? It's lather, rinse, repeat repeat repeat repeat, only I never manage to feel clean.Its lies and ties and manipulation that just will not die, die, die, die. Why won't it d…
Laughter rings.

#1: Hush Hush, you little liar; whispering in my ear won't get you anywhere.Hush, you little liar; I know your lies. I know my truth.Hush, you little liar; you're not welcome here anymore.#2: DivineI can't stand this sil…
Here and now

#1: Here And Now Here and now I face my fate, and plant my feet firm against the crashing waves. I won't be taken down again. Here and now I take my stand, and hold my head high as the rain pours in. I won't be falli…
The Feelings You Invoke (revoke)

#1: Fleeting Thoughts on a Window Pane Tracing fingers through the condensation left behind, she whispers fleeting thoughts into the window pane. "Nothing's ever what it seems." Life lines frost over as the minutes ti…
i.n.s.u.b.s.t.a.n.t.i.a.l

#1: Insubstantial The outline fades, black to gray; with edges blurred, and lines smudged. She stands alone in a room so full, as lies are told, and pain unfolds. Whispers slinking through the air, echoing louder thro…
nonetheless

“But it could be interesting to see where this road goes from here.”It’s just another dead-end road, overgrown and half dead, but it paints a pretty picture, nonetheless.~ Cassandra ~"Anyone Can. Not Everyone Will."
stalled out on the road to nowhere

Snapshot. Frozen image. Standstill. Dead end?Fork in the road, both paths overgrown.Losing faith, and ground, and hope.Teardrops shining, never falling.Ground to a stop.Waiting… waiting… waiting…So tired of failing.a/n: …