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Words strike down, thunder bolts of destruction Rejection set in so quick I feel like a **** clown What world have I been living in What rose colored glasses have I had on Obviously living in a dream world With flying pigs and cows jumping over the moon and every other fairy tale dancing in my head The truth be spoken as it should but stings like acid rain, splashing, burning I start screaming out loud, but no one hears it falls on deaf ears so I sit alone in fear, staring at the wall seeing reality and creating a restless mind Sometimes we see things as we want but not as they are And the vision is so strong, it overcomes our rational mind Disguises in the bushes with camouflage And even tricks our heart and taints our emotions With a secret witches potion And then like a rock to a glass window, all the walls fall down And it shatters into a million pieces, pieces that will never be put back together No matter how hard, this glass is now broken No matter the rock cannot be taken back Nor the past changed So the only choice is to accept this broken heart To accept reality and stop living in a dream world Wake up and smell the coffee Move on, pack up for life moves too fast.
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 10:52 AM UTC
Rose Colored glasses
Words strike down, thunder bolts of destruction Rejection set in so quick I feel like a **** clown What world have I been living in What rose colored glasses have I had on Obviously living in a dream world With flying pigs and cows jumping over the moon and every other fairy tale dancing in my head The truth be spoken as it should but stings like acid rain, splashing, burning I start screaming out loud, but no one hears it falls on deaf ears so I sit alone in fear, staring at the wall seeing reality and creating a restless mind Sometimes we see things as we want but not as they are And the vision is so strong, it overcomes our rational mind Disguises in the bushes with camouflage And even tricks our heart and taints our emotions With a secret witches potion And then like a rock to a glass window, all the walls fall down And it shatters into a million pieces, pieces that will never be put back together No matter how hard, this glass is now broken No matter the rock cannot be taken back Nor the past changed So the only choice is to accept this broken heart To accept reality and stop living in a dream world Wake up and smell the coffee Move on, pack up for life moves too fast.
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 10:52 AM UTC
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