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Av Shawnee - 15 juni 2012 13:51

2009


Petrified, cause I don't know what's coming. Isn't it human to be afraid of the unknown? Without your arms around my waist, without your hands in my hair, on my back, stroking my face, holding me close -- gripping my neck --

God, I can't breathe. Where are you?


I've seen this happen before. Long before I could ever even call you mine, I saw you walking away from all those people. All those boys. The mere thought of it makes me want to laugh now, but I can't open my mouth - if I try to make I sound, I know all that comes out will be your name.

Oh, God, where are you?


My mind reels and wants to explode when I think about the last time I saw you. Those soft, pink lips, oh and those incredible, gray eyes, and how they trailed their way over my skin. Just your eyes on me, your lips on me,

You have to touch me again, I can't breathe without you

Well, if I'd known how you would turn your back only two days later, I would have stayed in your arms that night. I would have cried. I would have made you carry my tears that one, last time, to make the coming 8 months just a little bit easier.

In time, I've learned to punish myself every second I want you to love me, but I can't break free, I just can't get your incredible eyes out of my life. I want to love you until it kills me. Even the pain you give me is better than everyone else's.

Av Shawnee - 15 juni 2012 13:43

2007


A thought slips through

The defense we've built to prevent you

From thinking of forbidden things


A thought slips through

And you will never be the same

I just need to tell you

You're a pawn in their sick little game


And it's the game of forever

That plays in your mind

We put you in this shelter

When you're becoming an own kind


When you disobey the rules

On how to think and how to feel

We refuse to be the fools

And we feed off all that's real


We crush your very being

We fight until you die

We blindfold your seeing

We destroy your revolting eye


And the one who found the wrong truth

Will forever be your name

This thought slips through

And you will never be the same

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