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Branden Youngs Mar 2017
Living is easy when you're half alive.
I've been borrowing other people's smiles just to get by.
I can feel it, the sadness that leaks from everyone's eyes.
They may think they can hide it, but I'm the one that created this disguise.
Branden Youngs Mar 2017
My heart finally thawed from the bridges I burned.
Igniting past lovers like they were medals I had to earn.
The harder they love, the bigger the flame.
Incinerating their hearts to ash, branded with my name.
They will now understand the cruel lesson in love I had to learn:
Don't ever learn your heart go numb or you'll be cursed collecting lovers hearts in an urn.
Branden Youngs Mar 2017
Hello insomnia, my old friend.

Is it that time to bring out my demons within?
This is the hour when my mind picks apart my heart
and the chaos inside my head begins.
Am I monster for loving to relive my sins?

Insomnia my old friend, it looks like another night that you will win.
Branden Youngs Mar 2017
I'm the reason why they say death comes in threes.

I’m the grim reaper that will become your keeper and when I leave, you’ll be begging to meet your maker.

First, I will fill your head with lifeless words so it paralyzes your brain.
Every second I'm not around is a second you’ll be less sane.

Then I these words will poison your heart, so there is no chance it will stray away.
Parts of who you used to be will now start to decay.

Finally, I will finish the job by stealing your soul.
Killing you off in threes will be my end goal.
Branden Youngs Feb 2017
In a place where the sun never seems to shine,
I had to create a light, even if evil is the design.

Every new lover I then come to find
is a different flower I plant in the garden of my mind.

Get lost in maze of colors and you will see,
they are beautiful, but not just one can satisfy me.
Branden Youngs Feb 2017
Watching wildflowers grow in the cracks of sidewalks will always remind me of when I told you that you could be loved, but you didn’t believe me then.

Now look at us, living proof that just because someone has a crumbling past,
doesn't mean you can’t build a beautiful future that will last.
Branden Youngs Jan 2017
I used to believe in karma and pray to a greater power above.

Then I realized horrendous things happen to the most
beautiful people and the cruel truth about love.

the only angels and demons that exist, are the ones
created within ourself.

I don't need a savior
because I saved myself.
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