Death of a Twizler

[dirkobguj]

So i wrote a song today, but i cant sing it because i dont have quite the emo voice, like i imagine it being sung.- So, here goes.

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A BeautifuL MistakE:::

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Broken smile

out of touch

Shred a dream

It makes no difference

So i'll keep my distance.

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The sun falls on my pillow

So i sing my silhouette for you

Ya, only you.

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You wont be there tomorrow,

So throw away the

Fiction

And i hand you

Ya, only you,

My reality.

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It's the hardest thing

To fall in the favor of you

To bury my fiction,

Bury my fiction.

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Unlock the door

Of defense

Shake out the demons

Of mistake.

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Tears stream

The soldiers face

Violence wakes his

Soul.

Thrashing on the

Lines of insanity.

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Matchete her heart

With your guns blood shed

The fucks have fallen

Victim to your actions.

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Help with rigid ends

Force of shredding ones soul.

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Unable to crack

The glass.

Rubber walls

Bouncing the trace of

Your voice-

Releave my tention

With decency.

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I don't owe you.

I'm not what you think

Your what i envy

Your what i hate

Your what i slice

Your what bleeds through to the surface of hate.

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yes, it's true, i get so sick & tired of trying to fight off my depression, sometimes i just need to give in to feel alright.
My depression is my only comfort,
I know i must get rid of it, and i try so hard.
I pray so much, and I've come so far so fast .
But like i said, there are just days where i give in to it.
Oh well, no ones perfect, and the proof is in your puddin'.