Sunday bloody SundayMaybe one person will know what that piece is really about.
Train TracksPut your neck on the line, baby tell me your name. Reach out, stretch out further till our hands are almost touching.Train Tracks
Lean back, my dear, let me catch your aching body. Let me lull the pain and kiss your tears.
I’m taking aim, sweetpea. Not at you but watch -
my aim’s not straight and my motives unclear.
Sit back cherub, this one’s gonna sting. Sting like a bee, like a thorn like a disinfectant. An arrow in a heart, smashing, shattering. Like a jigsaw broken and fixed, broken and fixed. &
Pretty Face[to someone I love that I shouldn’t, to someone I should love but I don’t]Pretty Face
Your eyes used to be so bright, but now they’re dull and empty, putting that broken heart on display. I long to reach out to you, but you’re just an inch too far. I’ll grasp and I’ll lean but I’ll never, ever reach you. It saddens me that the only thing I can do right now is listen.
Listen, and hold, and feel your unsteady heart beat against mine. Feel your tears stain my uniform and hear your stifled cries and muffled regrets. Cradling you, whispering away your sadness and singing you every song I know, reci
The Me Without The YouDeep, cocoa hues Met mine across the queue Amongst the sea of people, the island of concrete Surrounded by noise, chatter, waste I’m lost - lost in those abysses as you Glance my way, just once.The Me Without The You
That second time, that fateful day We met again, our pupils locked. Your gaze fixated on mine and that feeling, That feeling in the pit of my stomach: Flipping, fluttering Feeling like my heart might spill out my mouth. And something went ‘ping’ And that smile tugged my lips upward [that smile, I’d only ever use for you]. Because I knew
Yearbook.I opened the paper this morning and there was a picture of me from my high school yearbook. And for a minute I didn’t recognise myself. I skimmed through the article, trying to work out where this I recognised this guy from. He was so young, so innocent, you could almost see the lack of worldliness in his eye. I continued reading until I caught sight of my own name. It was me just 5 years ago.Yearbook.
I stare in shock at the picture, and the memories flood back of who I was then. The all-star footballer, the guy every girl in the school wanted to date, the A-grade student, the most popular guy in school. You know the one I’m t
Lonely
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"and as you walk across the stage, take a bow and hear the applause, and as the curtain falls just know you did the best that you knew how. and you can hear them cheering now, so let a smile and show your teeth cause you know you lived it well."
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The faint blaze of the candle of my life,
slowly dying like a fire in pouring rain.
No sparks of hope inside,
no shooting stars on my sky.
On broken wings, no flying high...
like the jimmy eat world in your name
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"and as you walk across the stage, take a bow and hear the applause, and as the curtain falls just know you did the best that you knew how. and you can hear them cheering now, so let a smile and show your teeth cause you know you lived it well."
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~Omega (Defiance)
I can't not be by Her side. I have woven my very heart to hers...and now I feel nothing but her waiting, nothing but her sorrow...and I wish so much to only feel her smile...
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