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when your dreams fall from the sky and die don’t blame yourself when your hopes bleed out on the floor in front of you don’t cry when the lightbulb fuses and everything goes dark it’s not your fault It’s theirs. They are the ones that tug at your laces claiming to tie them when they really are pulling them out and pulling you down. They are the ones that appear like guardian angels too good to be true truly too good then the shaft of their spear is already through your heart. They are the ones that welcome themselves into your home and crush the lights with their words. They are the ones that enter your mirrors and claim to be you. Although if you see yourself then please switch the lights back on.
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Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 7:03 AM UTC
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when your dreams fall from the sky and die don’t blame yourself when your hopes bleed out on the floor in front of you don’t cry when the lightbulb fuses and everything goes dark it’s not your fault It’s theirs. They are the ones that tug at your laces claiming to tie them when they really are pulling them out and pulling you down. They are the ones that appear like guardian angels too good to be true truly too good then the shaft of their spear is already through your heart. They are the ones that welcome themselves into your home and crush the lights with their words. They are the ones that enter your mirrors and claim to be you. Although if you see yourself then please switch the lights back on.
haha I’m blinded every time I look in the mirror
#them#hypocrites#lights#mirrors
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Spiro
M/an impossible future
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 7:03 AM UTC
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