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There will always be strangers
They just walk into your life
You don't know for better or worse
Through the days you smile or cry
There will be many types of relationship
Aquintances, Friends or even life partners
There are times when you face hardships
Where there are certain miscommunication
Which would certainly rise the tension
And would lead to certain decisions
Sometimes your heart will surely tore
Watching people go right out the door
This is something we have to face every single day
I am still a prisoner in this cage which only could be open by a key which you keep. You keep me hanging trap in this cubic set of bars and leave me suffering but I enjoy hurting myself no matter what. The times that I plan an escape something pulls me back which for me is an eternal gravity that I'm locked onto. A prisoner to a feeling and currently waiting for your judgement upon me which is to be with you or leave me as a prisoner to the broken promises we once kept.
They reflect on the character
It shows more than just image
That is the use of  mirrors
They reflect on who you are
What you have written in pages
For the chapters of your whole life
You can see the change in them
The image you see slowly changes
You can see the innocent soul
Which could slowly turn into monsters
The world is a war zone
I'm trying to survive it
In this world I am alone
Carrying only a shield
Trying to protect myself
I may dodge a bullet or two
Though the bullet that killed me
Was the one that was shot by you
I thought we both had it all
No secrets in between
I thought that you were my ally
You turned out to be my enemy
The war zone that is never ending
Has taught me never to trust
Anyone except yourself
Cause in the war we are fighting
There is always betrayal circling
Circling around waiting to strike
When it has the opportunity
The roses were red before
The roses thorn were sharp
The beauty of the flower
Would melt anyone's heart
Though the thorns protect it
The beauty under its care
Many dangers has it passed
Even the danger we called lust
The rose remain unharmed
Until the day the rose died
The beauty died too along with it
A man got tired walking in the night
He tried to find shelter and rest
He found a house above the hill
He came up to the front door
The night was quiet and still
Nothing much just a gust of wind
He knocked and the door slightly open
He came in and saw no one
The silence echoes in the chambers
The house fill with dust and cobwebs
Bugs and spiders they all scatter
In the halls and empty rooms
The portraits hang on the walls
The pictures gave eerie looks
He then heard a noise downstairs
He went down inside one of the chambers
It was filled with a piano and a few chairs
Suddenly the piano started to play a song
All the chairs started to move along
The man watch in much despair
He was afraid and have nothing to say
He took off out of the house right away
You were in my description
My whole life describes of you
I loved you with no hesitation
A love I thought that was true
A love with mutual emotions
A feeling between me and you
I committed to a full devotion
Something that I was glad to do
Slowly you started to had doubts
You started to question about us
The arguments start to go loud
We started to lose all our trust
Our love started to drift away
You took the train and left me
The only thing I could do is stay
Stay and wait by the old oak tree
Behind the old wooden house
The place where we first met
You with your pretty blouse
Me with my old worn hat
We will talk and laugh all day
Listening to every conversation
Even if there's nothing to say
Fill our hearts with tons of emotions
Slowly we will fall in love again
Hoping this time it will last until the end
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