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ghost Feb 2021
Every breath that you take is another mistake
It must not be a sin for us to begin
Hold within every sin
Cleanse yourself before we begin
A procedure so dark and twisted
Curtains close on those who were listed
Every breath that you take is another mistake
Hold within your thick bruised skin
Cleanse yourself before we begin
A procedure so dark and twisted
It must be a sin for us to begin
"Every breath that you take is another mistake. Some of us are trapped in our own world wanting to break free to be exactly what everyone wants us to be. So many of us are so wrapped up in the wool that others pull over our eyes. It's no wonder that they all follow like sheep.
ghost Feb 2021
My existence has no merit.
I have nothing left but bones.
It’s nearing impossible to bear it.
No food, just sticks, and stones.

My guitar is a dying instrument.
No goals left to achieve.
The world is nothing but torment.
My life is one to grieve.

Life is but a dream.
All the memories are just a blur.
Clothes are tearing at the seam.
My speech is just a slur.

I hear footsteps coming near.
I don’t want them to know I’m here.
ghost Feb 2021
Question:
              Why are young people always on their phones ?.

Answer:
            It’s the only place they can afford to live !.
ghost Feb 2021
When is a kidnapping not a kidnapping?
You must think I'm a clown.
The answer is all over your face,
it's when you don't want to be found.

Your life is a mobile circus,
time to cut bait.
If you don't do it soon,
you'll catch a bullet in the breastplate.

Drop off the face of the earth,
now all worries are left behind.
You would do anything
to get out of this deadly grind.
ghost Feb 2021
My existence has no merit.
I have nothing left but bones.
It’s nearing impossible to bear it.
No food, just sticks and stones.

My guitar is a dying instrument.
No goals left to achieve.
The world is nothing but torment.
My life is one to grieve.

Life is but a dream.
All the memories are just a blur.
Clothes are tearing at the seam.
My speech is just a slur.

I hear footsteps coming near.
I don’t want them to know I’m here.
ghost Feb 2021
I tell myself
I don't need anyone
but the truth is
no one needs me
this is not mine it's just a quote I found in an anime and it's just beautiful and I felt it.
ghost Feb 2021
Love
is patience
when the summit seems far
eventually
you‘ll get there
gaze at the stars
in wonder
as you did
all the way up
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