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In this segmentation I am idle I see the blossoming of the Sun The regret to change is right in front of my eyes I recall this trance and it's not a dream A different place unable to relate a specific time I see the insanity of my actions The reason why I am lost The purpose of my animosity A  delegation to self loathing And then I see you You are a mirror Gazing into my eyes With a bubbling caress You boil my blood Tightening my chest Glaring into my shallowness I gave it all up Because i'm some ******* fool And playing coy is simple You sit next to me And I have little to say But the feeling remains I disapprove of this acceptance But cannot reject the offer So I wallow in my jaded destiny Crying with the sadness of desperation Accepting every reason why You gave me what I wanted And only provoked the taste I was hungry and you didn't care Now I feed myself upon the emptiness And question all of the actions Only to be conflicted You sit with the Moon at your back And I never understood why But now it's so clear Because the Sun never bloomed And a piece of me will always be lost Just a reminder of who I was
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 9:11 PM UTC
Because of You
In this segmentation I am idle I see the blossoming of the Sun The regret to change is right in front of my eyes I recall this trance and it's not a dream A different place unable to relate a specific time I see the insanity of my actions The reason why I am lost The purpose of my animosity A  delegation to self loathing And then I see you You are a mirror Gazing into my eyes With a bubbling caress You boil my blood Tightening my chest Glaring into my shallowness I gave it all up Because i'm some ******* fool And playing coy is simple You sit next to me And I have little to say But the feeling remains I disapprove of this acceptance But cannot reject the offer So I wallow in my jaded destiny Crying with the sadness of desperation Accepting every reason why You gave me what I wanted And only provoked the taste I was hungry and you didn't care Now I feed myself upon the emptiness And question all of the actions Only to be conflicted You sit with the Moon at your back And I never understood why But now it's so clear Because the Sun never bloomed And a piece of me will always be lost Just a reminder of who I was
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 9:11 PM UTC
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