We create ourselves,
our lives,
our everything.
We build our homes,
our families, our whatevers.
A make-shift cure for lonliness.
A lil' love hut.
With an open
heart and an open door.
One day you'll
hear a,
knock-knock-knocking
on your door.
& When you open it.
The Bad News Bears
will come in and
break you down until there is
nothing,
even in
your own mind's house.
Right before your very,
bright light blue sky tear-drop colored eyes.
The real-life-dream will end. & You'll wake up.
Until then, sweet dreams. <3
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 6:09 PM UTC
We create ourselves,
our lives,
our everything.
We build our homes,
our families, our whatevers.
A make-shift cure for lonliness.
A lil' love hut.
With an open
heart and an open door.
One day you'll
hear a,
knock-knock-knocking
on your door.
& When you open it.
The Bad News Bears
will come in and
break you down until there is
nothing,
even in
your own mind's house.
Right before your very,
bright light blue sky tear-drop colored eyes.
The real-life-dream will end. & You'll wake up.
Until then, sweet dreams. <3
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