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They've all gone Introverts dream I'm just sitting With my eyes Wide shut in the Corner of this room With my music Blaring through My speakers with The wailing washing Right through me *I am half beauty And half beast You deserve the best Pieces of me, but I was grown bent Trying to reach the Sun shining in The far distance But choked out By all the weeds I want to promise I'll never hurt you But I can't tell You such cruel lies I'm going to break You apart without Meaning to if You let me stick Around too long Yet if you decide To keep me anyway I will clean your Wounds made by The world and I Kiss them until My lips crack and bleed If you let me stay I will make it worth The times I am a Destructive hurricane By being your warm Spring breeze* The music is me I had to channel it For so many years Sometimes it feels Like it's the only way For me to understand                                                     Myself
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC
I don't really know what to call this, other than honesty...
They've all gone Introverts dream I'm just sitting With my eyes Wide shut in the Corner of this room With my music Blaring through My speakers with The wailing washing Right through me *I am half beauty And half beast You deserve the best Pieces of me, but I was grown bent Trying to reach the Sun shining in The far distance But choked out By all the weeds I want to promise I'll never hurt you But I can't tell You such cruel lies I'm going to break You apart without Meaning to if You let me stick Around too long Yet if you decide To keep me anyway I will clean your Wounds made by The world and I Kiss them until My lips crack and bleed If you let me stay I will make it worth The times I am a Destructive hurricane By being your warm Spring breeze* The music is me I had to channel it For so many years Sometimes it feels Like it's the only way For me to understand                                                     Myself
The Poet by SayWeCanFly came on, it prompted the middle stanzas. Harmonicas <3 (more like music in general, tbh) (Last stanza is making a reference to me being a dancer, for clarity)
#love#truth#life#pain#thoughts#iloveyou#music#reflection#honest
WickedHope
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WickedHope
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC
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