sarah-caroline
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Universal
If history repeats itself like we play our favorite tunes / If human beings tend to orbit just like planets and their moons / If the mind and heart expand like scientists know the cosmos is
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Aug 21, 2015
bring me home
I made my way through time and space without a map. / I just assumed it all someday would fall into my lap. / I thought each mistake was a lesson learned, no matter what the cost.
27
Sep 27, 2013
popsicle sticks, failed relationships, and the realization that there is only one love
we thought we could put a face to a name / a name to a feeling, someone to blame / a feeling to a knowing, an answer to the call
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Sep 27, 2013
eight three two
Let me always see the world this way: / Looking up from a daydream to find the moon growing brighter / I realize that I too grew brighter while imagining your face
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Jul 17, 2013
Riptide
I found out fast that fantasies are nightmares with a honey twist. / I saw hate behind eyes I adored, tasted venom on the lips I kissed. / Darkness ebbed and flowed like tides in veins beneath my lover's skin.
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Jul 5, 2012
It's back.
It's feeding on my thoughts as if they're all of me that's left / It is clinging to my throat and it is stealing all my breath / It is laughing as I struggle and it is singing as I slip
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Apr 28, 2012
what people tell me every day vs. what I tell myself every night
I've been told a thousand times to give up this fight / They said "one day somebody's gonna love you right" / I believe this might be true, if I could just get over you
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Apr 18, 2012
4:37am
When it feels like little bugs are crawling up and down my skin. / When I try to drift away before the torture can begin. / When the darkness whispers to me as my thoughts start to run wild.
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Apr 12, 2012
While I Smoke My Last Cigarette
This isn't a test, but you have all the answers. / This isn't a dream, but you need to wake up. / This isn't a toy. It's my heart, and it's breaking.
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Apr 12, 2012
For SCJ From SCS.
A crooked, winding path that leads me slowly to my fate / A journey of both bliss and pain that ends up at a gate / In my travels down this road I have made many foes and friends
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Apr 11, 2012
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