Open If I opened my heart just like a book,how would you see me? Would you even still look?Would you push me away and pretend I'm not there?Would the honest me be just too much to bear?If I threw away caution, let it fly in the wind.Told you my secrets let all of you in.Would you still look at me kindly, even still care?Would you hold my hand gently and still be there?If I looked at you with anger and sadness or fear,with you, knowing the reasons, still lend an ear?If I was to cry and fall down on my face,would you lie and say nicely it was done with some grace?With all of my faults laid out to see,could you accept them a
Revelation RevelationWhat a harsh revelation,what a feeling to abhor.Slow and painful interment,leading into utter discord.Building anguish, silent torment,look upon the one that's gone. All that's taken, clawed away, you were just another pawn.Are you happy, are you sad? Can you feel all that hate?Sweet revenge as you stand, beside the grave of this ingrate.Fate played out the subtle game, unknown who won in the end. What does it matter anyway, there's nothing left to contend.As realization graces onto, farewell what you once reserved. It's time to breathe, to revel,they've gotten what they deserved.
Your reflection [Falling from this cliff laughing,I fall towards my only you.]Its your reflection in the water,your face that I need to touch.It's your fault, selfish guiser,that I love your face this much.Fake it is, I implore you,remove for once this mask you wear.Break me, hurt me, if you need to,Its ok, your pain lets share.Hiding as you have completely,just a reflection that I glance.I wonder if its you I see,and jump with my selfish trance.[Falling from this cliff laughing,I fall towards my only you.]
On and on. Unrelenting discourteous guide.Wheres my choice, is this my life?Who controls and who obeys?Who wears the strings, writes the play?Selfish unholy shadow of mine,one step behind, silent stare.Creating havoc in your wake,of me, of me, the fool you make.Painful treacherous path that leads,astray to trails I can't survive.Does it make you happy, gleeful sin.Does it let you feel, do you win?Perfect desperate traitor you see,the way you make me stumble and stray.A little more, just for a while,I'll let you revel in your guile.[Just keeping going...]on and on, on and on,on and on and on and on...[but then it e
Waiting The rain has been hammering down outside for at least an hour.I've been waiting here, for four or more.He said he'd come, so I'll keep waiting.Just a little longer, I'll keep faith.Six hours.It's getting dark now.The store is closing up; I go outside into the rain and stand on the sidewalk.Waiting for you.Please don't let me down.Eight hours, you're still not here.I begin to walk slowly away, down the street.A man rushes past me, yelling into his phone. "I'll be there soon, don't worry!"I turn around and watch him run down the street and out of sight.Walking slowly back to where I stood before, I keep waiting.Waiti
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