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  Oct 2015 Scarlett Tropical
chris
true love?

i used to believe it existed.
but when you've had your heart torn out and thrown on the floor, you just don't care anymore. ask me why i keep on loving
Walking in circles
In my lonely room,
Talking to shadows
As if they were blooms
And blossoms of love;
Old friends and lovers
Cousins and brothers.

Running in circles
Through my many pasts;
Forgotten or misbegotten
Some fleeting some lasted.
Replaying old movies
That played inside my head
Of people and places
And things that were said.

Walking in circles
Through the phases of life.
Trying not to remember
Times that cut like a knife,
Trying instead to rewrite
My history to come out right
Where nobody was unhappy
And there were no fights.

Stumbling in circles
As my body was getting old,
Too hot in summer
And, in winter, always cold.
But still I remember
My wonderful cast of stars
That have come and gone
Through my life thus far.
I want to go on a boat ride.
By myself,
Soaring through the waves.
The sunlight,
Beaming from the skies.
The distance,
From everything but the seas.

Up and down, up and down,
The waves would make me feel.
Was it right to be like this,
Away from all I had?
Stuck in my own mind,
The sunlight disappeared.

I want to go back to shore!
Where all my friends would be.
The laughs,
We will always remember.
The hugs,
That brought us closer.
Ourselves,
That brought us together.

But when I slip on the sand,
I know I can't stand.
Stand what? All my mistakes.
Was it right to come back,
And give a second chance?
The sand turns to stone.

I want to go on a boat ride.
This poem repeats itself.
When you're pretending,
To be the one that I need.
And I'm alone,
Letting all my love bleed.
The walls are screaming,
My wounds break them down.
My fears had grown,
You made me that ghost town.
Verse 1 of another song (still a rough draft but oh well)

I'll be posting chorus' soon ^.^
  Sep 2015 Scarlett Tropical
chris
i lie on the wet grass as i pick at the flower petals
he loves me
your loving eyes stare back at me as i gaze back into your eyes
he loves me not
you yelled at me saying that i wasn't perfect
he loves me
your sweet words always cheered me up
he loves me not
you told me to stop seeing you
he loves me
you told me you loved me
he loves me not
you said it was all a game
he loves me
you promised me you would never leave

he loves me not
*you left saying you would be back
  Sep 2015 Scarlett Tropical
chris
"Tell me a lie," she whispered.




"I love you" he said.
And that bird sang to me,
When I would cry.
Joyful tunes from that tree,
To make me smile.
But I left the bird alone,
And died inside.
Didn't listen to its tone,
He loved me.
Another part of a song that I never finished
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