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if you step in the ****
then you are bound to spread it
doing the ***** work
for the ******* who shed it

who is holding the spoon
here's your chance to stir it
let's forget the truth
spread the **** to blur it

if you play in the ****
then you are bound to regret it
when it covers you
then you'll finally get it
poetry is the reason
Being away helps me forget,

Helps me lift the pain,

Helps lighten the worry.


Time would go faster,

Till it'll only just be a memory,

And the memory will fade,

Just like that.


But I don't want to forget.


-HIY
Brick
Brick
Brick
Falls
Building a house
Building an empty home
That you will always live in
Where you try to fill the house with your comprehension
But without intentions
You trap yourself
You become your Hell
But some will never tell
The time you spent in jail
Hm. Don't know where it came from. Just thought of it on the spot.
We were so engulfed in the idea of gray.
The area where everything is safe,
Where no boundaries are crossed,
Where there is nothing definite,
That we forgot to draw the line,
That we forgot black and white,
Where there are decisions we have to make,
Where there are lines we should not cross,
Where there is pain and happiness.
We were so enthralled by the idea of gray
That we lived in a monochromatic world
That we forgot that life offers us a lot of colors
If only we were brave enough to leave the gray.
To you, who has been so in love with gray that you forgot there are times you have to draw the line between what is and what's not. To you, the person who forgot that this world has a palette of colors for us.
She jumped from love to love
Faster than falling rain
When I was in need,
You was always there.
You didn't always do me right,
But yes.
You was there.
When I was hurting,
You made sure my tears were in your hands,
You always caused these fights,
Yes.
But you was there.
When I was yelling,
You held me down,
Control my anger.
You made me yell,
Yes.
But you was there.
When I fell to ground,
You picked me up,
You made me feel weak,
Yes.
But you was there.
When I held those pills in my hands,
You came running into my room,
You made me do it.
Yes.
But you was there..
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