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 Nov 2015 Swords and Roses
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You're nothing more than a paper girl in this paper world and I had thought that maybe your mask was one you could wash off, but it turns out you were too simple-minded to use the right kind of paint.
Now you're just stuck with the mask on. Don't you ever tire of being so ugly?
Paper Girl= A girl that everyone believes is one thing, but inside she's the polar opposite.
Like autumn leaves, our love
begins to beautifully grow
into a vibrant, colourful, 
radiant, and vivid glow

And just when love becomes
the most exotic and bright, 
it withers away and dies 
until the next autumn sight
I feel so lost, i feel so alone
But isn't that what i wished for?
Isn't that what I deserve?
To know the greeting sorrow of being in love
The demons inside me now raging out of control
I want to fly away, fly away, like a free, fearless dove
The ongoing war inside me is one I can't ignore, one i cant shove
I am broken yet I'm still fixed
This fabrication of happiness we wear like a concealed glove
To hide away the broken pieces of us like dark secrets kept hushed

Yet mere words can crumble us, turn us into dust
words can haunt you, taunt you, until you burst
This world teaches you to expect the worst
Maybe I should have never learned to trust
Maybe I should have learned to put myself first
To be altruistic in a self-serving world is the same as being forever cursed

But this world is not what i fear
Its the thoughts inside me i refuse to hear
An undefeated battle, I can't make disappear
I want to run away from myself, everything's unclear

All this pain i try to push away
Who knew breathing could make one suffocate?
For a man's biggest enemy is himself...one he can't subjugate
The lone white rose lies on the cobbled road,
Tossed aside by unrequited love.
It once stood proud in the field basking in the sun,
Certain it was born to charm and dazzle.
You’re magnificent they said…
A special rose you are, crafted by divine hands.
Its enchanting beauty was a sight to behold,
Even kings waged wars to claim it.
Unbeknownst its grim destiny
To be trampled by its admirers
As they gather around to exalt the new vogue,
The red rose alive with passion
Breeding forbidden thoughts and fantasies.
You’re magnificent they said…
Now you’re forgotten.
"see you later "
                              Is a promise.
      While
                  
"good bye"*
                                        Is a precaution.
You never know when its the last time you'll see somebody.
I knew that talking to you again
Was a huge mistake
I'm sorry, I don't know
How much more I can take
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