I can't wait to get you out of my life no one has ever been so cruel... no one has ever been so heartless, or made me feel like such a fool. I thought that I really loved you I was in love with your other face... the one I haven't seen in so long, the one that vanished without a trace. Oh, I just can't wait till you get up & go and leave without saying goodbye... leaving me alone, dearly departed, leaving me alone while I cry. You're sadistic, selfish and hurtful, you're a bully and you've taken aim... then point your fingers in my face, but **** that! I won't take the blame!! Yes, I wish that you were just a ghost of the worst mistake I ever made... of the one who ripped my soul apart while I pulled the pin of his granade. You treat random dogs better then me even though you say I'm such a *****... I just need to get you out of my life, like Boost Mobile, it's time I switch.
Another one he'll never see.... It's just me venting anyway
Your eyes were a beautiful bluish black, I was addicted to them like *****, Our love was sweet like Applejacks, We were doing good keeping things on track, But one day your love just started to lack, You were always seeking some feedback, You wanted to leave and I let you pack, To you our love was but a knickknack, I lost your love and had a heart attack, Now that I’m dead I’m taken aback, Your heart was a twisted bluish black.
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In time you’ll recover and absolve push those scorned impressions aside hammer down the jaded edges and sing that delightful commoners song the one you sang so well in what seems a lifetime ago
You really had it you know that fiery disposition and nimble cunning those butter chords and derelict style we could see it -- we could all see it it was all it took to turn the evening tide (and rile that buck fever) heads bashing tongues lambasting middle fingers high and raising Cain on those may fly statesmen
There were no rules when it came to your survival no textbook rally or common bond no structured songbird or bravado stage you either made it, or laid it “life by the *****” Mr. Poppy would say a kaleidoscope of dreams with rich colored imagery hardened artisan seams in a carefully woven motif
But something got lost in the needle point something sinister and distorted took hold the quirks and street genius that were your lifeline gave way to grunts and squeals and chilling night crawlers the colors faded quickly to a cold confining grey
There was no grace in the new world no retribution or switch back no salvation or accorded finale only edged platforms of blackened steel that kept you cased in a silent vanquished cell shivering cold with fear night without day all in the shadow of death
But time heals all and the polish sneakers and open sores are long gone (though the roman nose and shallow cleft remain) indeed the falconer beat the widow maker this go around and I’m hopeful it won’t happen again and if it does you’ll see me standing hand on heart with that old verse in hand:
he ain’t tainted or silly, and most certainly not forgotten… he ain’t loony or fixed, or a product of his self-doing… he’s just a straight shootin’ guy, who had the most of it figured out
Tired of pain Tired of living with regret Tired of simply caring The mental pain has cause physical My mind isn't even a hurricane It's a *** of rubber bands One thought causing another to spring off I want to turn it off Turn it all off I still wanna see the world I just don't want to experience it like this I want to be hollow I want to feel nothing Flip the switch Turn off the humanity Learned to not give a f* Learned to live completely numb I've never been better