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AllyRose Jun 2017
It’s so easy,
So easy for you,
To end the call.
Dreaming in the
Forgotten never, never land.
I tried to break the lock,
But it won’t break.
I don’t think it ever can.
My world is hanging on a string.
Let the ocean soak in.
I must have forgotten my never wings.
The canvas is blank,
There’s no more color.
I never raised my hand for the position.
I’m still working,
Even if the light inside is broken.
Sad cause it’s not even worth fixing.
We are only as damaged as we think we are.
If only you could fly,
Far, far away from here.
Like an airplane in the sky.
Can you please try for me?
I don’t know how I could ever say goodbye,
When every time I look at you,    
I see the burden in your eyes.
We’re only strangers you and I…..
It’s so easy,
So easy for me,
To beat my head against the wall.
I’ve stopped wondering why the lines disconnected.
We all know the winner always takes it all.
You’ve been blinded by the watchers,
They see it all.
History has a way of repeating.
Should I just walk away?
I still haven’t decided.
Let the chips fall where they may...
You’re not in any good condition,
Ever since you fell into your addiction.
You’ve deserted all the promises you ever made.
Just like you deserted me.
Deceiving Mother Nature.
None as blind as those who will not see.
AllyRose Jun 2017
I’m treading on thin ice.
Misplaced my safety net.
Captured in this crooked paradise.
Your pants are catching fire.
Curiosity killed the cat,
Cause he thought he was a tiger.
Glued to your filthy habits,
You can say that again.
If you don’t stand for something,
You’ll fall for anything.
Words mean nothing…
You’ve got my blood on your hands.
You said you cared,
But you didn’t mean it.
Where are those angels,
When you need them?
Your arms trying to pin me down,
Just like all the monsters,
We read about in poems and plays.
When the curtains drawn,
Is when the show really begins.
If only people listened to the overture.
I keep telling them to listen.
Your voice inside of my head,
Filling me with your venom,
Like the villains in your comic books.
If you don’t stand for something,
You’ll fall for anything.
Words mean absolutely nothing…
You’ve got my blood on your hands.
I said I don’t want it,
But you think I don’t mean it.
What if those angels,
Turn into demons?
You didn’t care to help me,
No one cared to help me,
Nobody can.
If only people listened to the overture.
Why don’t they ever listen?

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