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He played that guitar
like cupid on a broken heart
or a harmony upon a harp.

The sad instrument wept
his tears unto the dry crowd
and they sighed in saturation.

And once he was drained
of everything he kept contained
they lit their lighters, begging for more.

Alas, he was alive no longer,
and had nothing but great nothings
left to give them.

So they took the silence,
and gave it back to him.
Take my hand
So I can show you my past
I was a trader
I traded people's desires
With the idea of feeling liked
My ego was stroked
Every time I would collect my clothes
I set sail to what it would feel like to love
Not have to stumble at sunrise
Looking for my shoe

The devil put his ear to the door
And I drove in.
Through the fire and ice
Gracing my face with the thought of leaving it behind
Yes you should do the trick
The way you pick your words
that lick off of my weak ability to keep a relationship
I wish she could know
She separates me with the wall she writes on her laptop
I wish she could just tell
Yet this wall separates me from the red eyes I created
The devil is looking through the keyhole

It's raining memories outside
I hope it doesn't scare you
Watch out if you don't have a coat
You will get the cold
From my cold cold heart
The bags which caresses my irises
Watch the memories run down the window
I hope she liked those flowers
I hope she can forget
The kisses that stain her from the Sinclair

Im sorry but I cannot dance with you anymore
My date would get jealous
And I have been exiled to this ballroom
The devil grabs my shoulder
We begin to dance to the mistakes echoed on the mic
The crying
The whaling
That similar tune
When you are far away
I always feel alone
Like a part of me
Is always carried with you
The inky time I get any relief
Is when I see a message
Or hear your sweat voice
And no matter what mood I'm in
I always end up high with you
An ecstasy I can't give up
I don't wont to either
My love, my drug, my darling
This girl had a supportive family
She had friends who loved her fully
She believed that her life was already perfect
There was nothing in it that she would regret
She was already contented with her life
Thinking no one would ever stab her with a knife

But one day, something in her changed
Her heart was beating faster, which was strange
Her eyes were shimmering
Her cheeks were blushing
She thought that what she felt was wrong
It should be stopped before it becomes deep and strong
But the more she was suppresing her feelings
The more she did not like what was happening

Until one day, she became very depressed
So without any second thought, she grabbed a knife and stabbed her chest
It was her only way to stop what was happening
And save herself from love which she believed was an evil thing
I'm starting to feel less and less
oh your sad? I couldn't care less
I know I should be worried
No one else nor I care though

I'm falling out of love
less and less I love you each day
Eventually I will just disappear
I wonder if you will care then
..only the future can tell...
I am sorry ***, I dont know how to feel anymore
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