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I might as well be yelling, shouting, screaming at the rate this is going Cursing the very ground you walk on I could hand you my heart in a velvet box and you would look at it as you would a keychain from Las Vegas I might as well be laughing Is there any more to do in such a situation? Shoving your head against a wall will make you feel something, but the wall isn't going to budge I might as well be sleeping, or trying It would be so much more productive than lying here, surrounded by all these bags of unanswered questions and imaginary conversations In fact I might as well be silent Because no matter how heavy my restrained love may get to carry, or how paper thin my walls become around you, no matter how desperately I hold your gaze or how genuinely you caress me in my dreams You still refuse to take a fair risk or give a fair chance
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
I Might as Well
I might as well be yelling, shouting, screaming at the rate this is going Cursing the very ground you walk on I could hand you my heart in a velvet box and you would look at it as you would a keychain from Las Vegas I might as well be laughing Is there any more to do in such a situation? Shoving your head against a wall will make you feel something, but the wall isn't going to budge I might as well be sleeping, or trying It would be so much more productive than lying here, surrounded by all these bags of unanswered questions and imaginary conversations In fact I might as well be silent Because no matter how heavy my restrained love may get to carry, or how paper thin my walls become around you, no matter how desperately I hold your gaze or how genuinely you caress me in my dreams You still refuse to take a fair risk or give a fair chance
emily-28
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
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