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Wanting to live in the past
You said you could read me like a book
But my pages are all torn and frayed
I was lost in my misery and pity
My heart was like a graveyard
Full of memories that don’t matter anymore
You said you loved me
But alls I saw was lies and decent
Bound to hope in a hopeless wish
I am who I am
Just the friend that’s there and not the one for you
Supreme Torture
Shackled and chained before what I love
Torture above none other
When knifes and swords don’t even make you flinch
But what you’d fall before on your knees is and inch to far from you
Teasing and mocking with out realization
Because of you I lost more then what I loved, but I lost the love anyone had for me
You didn’t realize the soft words that came from your mouth could make mountains fall
Yet your best at it, when your shackled and chained before what you love above all else
The second one I got from who ever at lunch was saying that thing “don’t leave the one that you like for the one you love because the one you love might leave you for the one they love” I don’t know why I keep insisting on writing especially when I feel like that guy from Malabo’s (sP?) most wanted, thinking he can rap about anything ~.~ fucking wigga. Its weird how your life can fall before you in one night, in a few words. I wont say who caused any of this or even if its happened yet, maybe just a bad night. Mostly since my fucking cellphone dies right during the most important part of the conversation. I keep saying that I’m not going to move to Europe but every time I say it something happens to make me want to…….Idk if anyone knows how I feel but if you do please talk to me, I need serious help……..
Love Dylan
Oh yeah people , dont give out my name or anything, i mean unless you know the person and know they dont hate me or something
You said you could read me like a book
But my pages are all torn and frayed
I was lost in my misery and pity
My heart was like a graveyard
Full of memories that don’t matter anymore
You said you loved me
But alls I saw was lies and decent
Bound to hope in a hopeless wish
I am who I am
Just the friend that’s there and not the one for you
Supreme Torture
Shackled and chained before what I love
Torture above none other
When knifes and swords don’t even make you flinch
But what you’d fall before on your knees is and inch to far from you
Teasing and mocking with out realization
Because of you I lost more then what I loved, but I lost the love anyone had for me
You didn’t realize the soft words that came from your mouth could make mountains fall
Yet your best at it, when your shackled and chained before what you love above all else
The second one I got from who ever at lunch was saying that thing “don’t leave the one that you like for the one you love because the one you love might leave you for the one they love” I don’t know why I keep insisting on writing especially when I feel like that guy from Malabo’s (sP?) most wanted, thinking he can rap about anything ~.~ fucking wigga. Its weird how your life can fall before you in one night, in a few words. I wont say who caused any of this or even if its happened yet, maybe just a bad night. Mostly since my fucking cellphone dies right during the most important part of the conversation. I keep saying that I’m not going to move to Europe but every time I say it something happens to make me want to…….Idk if anyone knows how I feel but if you do please talk to me, I need serious help……..
Love Dylan
Oh yeah people , dont give out my name or anything, i mean unless you know the person and know they dont hate me or something