solemn

Jun 05, 2012 12:09


She’s holding on to fear
Desperation and all the rest
Never lets happy get near
Always miserable at best
Eyes like mirrors
Language that voices a thousand lies
She lets herself run
Without a few good-byes
She never believed in love
Dedication and romance
Always hid behind
Falling into a sleepless trance
Lips that are waiting to go stone cold
Faith that’s already died
She falls, further and further
With eyes that have already cried
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