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 Jul 2015 r l
L
I'm looking through you, where did you go?
I thought I knew you, what did I know?
You don't look different, but you have changed
I'm looking through you, you're not the same

Your lips are moving, I cannot hear
Your voice is soothing, but the words aren't clear
You don't sound different, I've learned the game
I'm looking through you, you're not the same

Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight


You're thinking of me, the same old way
You were above me, but not today
The only difference is you're down there
I'm looking through you, and you're nowhere

Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight


I'm looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You don't look different, but you have changed
I'm looking through you, you're not the same

Yeah
Oh baby I'm changed
Ah I'm looking through you
Yeah I'm looking through you
The Beatles

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Leigh
 Jul 2015 r l
mtn
you.
 Jul 2015 r l
mtn
You,
You have the power,
To form the widest,
And most sophisticated of galaxies
In my heart
Meanwhile, your touch,
Is like a black hole
That lurks in me,
Causing every feeling of fear,
And doubt to disappear
Leaving me would be impossible
My heart will literally be empty
Like a sheet of canvas,
Waiting for its creator,
And their muse in order to become,
A piece of art,
A piece of them,
All of me,
May my heart be your canvas,
Fill it with life beyond where my eyes can see,
And with stars that shine for eternity
 Jul 2015 r l
holyoak
& i dont mean physically
you turned your mind off to me
you shut down & backed out
i was staring at the corpse
of the girl that once laughed
she could breathe life into the room
but now youre a walking tombstone
with the words
i rest in pieces
carved haphazardly into the front
now the only peace of mind i have
is that it wasnt me who killed you
it was your own heart
racing faster than a freight train
& when it beats out of your chest
maybe ill see the real you
soaked in blood
& charging for the exit
not unlike the last time we spoke
i swear you threw the door off its hinges
like you ripped our pages
out of the book
& used them to wrap your cigarettes
breathing in our words
like tobacco
feeding off our feelings
like nicotine
you smoked yourself into a stupor
& wiped your mind clean
of any thought of me

[holyoak]
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