The things we imagined have been lost
On the way to discovering
The reality of who we really are,
Reminiscence is deadly,
Poison
It will drive us both insane
As we try to drag up the past,
Recapturing our youth,
Trying to fit together
The jagged puzzle pieces
Of how we went wrong.
Before we lost our path,
Before we crumbled into ashes,
Before we pressed the gun against our lips
And spat bullets into the sky at night,
Remember the pact we made,
If we have nothing now, just promise me in the future we will still have nothing.
I promise.
Do you understand?
I let the memories erode,
The sickening feel of nostalgia fade,
The glowing embers of what we had extinguish
Into wisps of smoke.
Aug 24, 2013
Aug 24, 2013 at 4:56 PM UTC
The things we imagined have been lost
On the way to discovering
The reality of who we really are,
Reminiscence is deadly,
Poison
It will drive us both insane
As we try to drag up the past,
Recapturing our youth,
Trying to fit together
The jagged puzzle pieces
Of how we went wrong.
Before we lost our path,
Before we crumbled into ashes,
Before we pressed the gun against our lips
And spat bullets into the sky at night,
Remember the pact we made,
If we have nothing now, just promise me in the future we will still have nothing.
I promise.
Do you understand?
I let the memories erode,
The sickening feel of nostalgia fade,
The glowing embers of what we had extinguish
Into wisps of smoke.
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