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I close my eyes, and as sure as the wind comes with the rain, bullets come flying Caught in the crossfire of the thoughts that I control, and the those that try to control me And I wish That I could turn off this, machine because whoever said it has better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all Had not stayed up all night thinking that maybe You were the best thing that will ever happen to me And that you were the world, and I could’ve explored your corners for the rest of my life And that I just need SLEEP, and TIME, and Sometimes I forget to eat And I know it’s an issue but the way that memories of your smile creep into my routine doesn’t help my appetite. And I drink to fall asleep And I know it’s an issue, but my mind spins like a wheel And it numbs the things I feel And I know that I’m wrong to miss you I know that I’m wrong to think of bliss with you I know that every eyelash is just a wasted wish away from another chance to Feel again. So I close my eyes one more time and wave the white flag Until I fall asleep from this nightmare and wake up where real is open to interpretation
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC
White Flag
I close my eyes, and as sure as the wind comes with the rain, bullets come flying Caught in the crossfire of the thoughts that I control, and the those that try to control me And I wish That I could turn off this, machine because whoever said it has better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all Had not stayed up all night thinking that maybe You were the best thing that will ever happen to me And that you were the world, and I could’ve explored your corners for the rest of my life And that I just need SLEEP, and TIME, and Sometimes I forget to eat And I know it’s an issue but the way that memories of your smile creep into my routine doesn’t help my appetite. And I drink to fall asleep And I know it’s an issue, but my mind spins like a wheel And it numbs the things I feel And I know that I’m wrong to miss you I know that I’m wrong to think of bliss with you I know that every eyelash is just a wasted wish away from another chance to Feel again. So I close my eyes one more time and wave the white flag Until I fall asleep from this nightmare and wake up where real is open to interpretation
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC
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