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Shayla Jade May 2013
I'm sitting at the terminal
'cause you're never gonna come.
The city lights are burning dull,
as my mind becomes undone.

Staring out the window
as if I'm gonna see you.
Looking into the blue,
reflections never find you.

I'm leavin' cause I can't let you go,
although my love you do not know.
If only I could sell my dreams.
Who could I find who would believe?

Cause everything you do
I'm try'na see right through.
This is a battle I will lose,
so, baby, what's the use?
Shayla Jade Feb 2013
I love you more than air
and all the lightbulbs in the sky.
I love the moments that we share
more than a fat kid loves his pie.

I'm addicted to your kisses
more than Rudolph loves *******.
I love everything that this is
more than my words can explain.

I love you more than Denny's guy
loves the "emerald" he carts.
I hate it when we say goodbye,
but you're always in my heart.
Shayla Jade Feb 2013
Suns down at every stroke,
taking back the words you spoke.
What's in my head, it don't belong,
forcing me to see you're gone.

And I'm finding it so hard to breathe
'cause all my thoughts are haunting me.
You can look inside, but you won't see
everything destroying me.

Where I've been and who I am,
no one knows just where I stand.
Searching the whole world to see
what's become of you and me.

And I'm finding it so hard to breathe
'cause all my thoughts are haunting me.
You can look inside, but you won't see
everything destroying me.

Stuck in a place I don't belong,
I'm just tryin' to get along.
What I'm searching for I'll find
once I leave this world behind.
Shayla Jade Feb 2013
If beauty is skin deep,
the secrets that you keep
show all your pains
like the blue of your veins.

Salt tears to the ocean.
You hide your emotion.
He's already gone,
let him fade with the dawn.

These secrets and lies
haven't been very wise,
you broke everyone's hearts
trying to keep them apart.

The things you avoid,
see all that they destroyed.
Ruined life with your death,
took the air from his breath.
Inspired by Wasteland, by Francesca Lia Block

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