༓》 11 - 𝘚𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘙𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵《༓

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|HER|

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|HER|

~ "What's wrong?"
"Did you have fun?"
Brings back the memories of when you were young?

Only made space for him in my mind
where it's so much easier to be entwined
where our story can be redesigned

Choices made on the edge are ones from the heart
That's since life and death are decided by its scars
and he should've cared of ours

He chose a life of comedy
Still knowing that clowns
go backstage with cigarettes and frowns
Smoking the echos away
hating their sound

Puts his earphones and staring through 
dreamy captivating eyes 
trying to find the truth

He knows the sweet ache washing over my memories
Making me feel guilty for the space I created between us
and the one I left him to

His warmth has never been colder
When I'm terrified of his anger
I'm a paler shade of darkness under his gaze of lightning

Understand there's comfort in the silence I chose

He gave me a restless bird and called it freedom
I sensed he had a bewildering kind of wisdom
I don't mind falling asleep being his victim 

There are things we are slaves to
like a rich scent of a perfume
If you're rushing through life, it'll stop you
try to save you

Numbing me
the sun fades off my music sheets
No rainbows in any night's peace
Hate how the skies repeat while he sleeps

A passionless drawing the rain has worked on my window,
showing me how I'm taking it too slow
It's not enough for a love to approve of

Keep in mind 'forever' can make you suffer.
Why would we want to stay together?
To share each other isn't our fire of desire
we will search for something higher.

But love needs no face to damage a mind
A heart needs no sign to cross the line
Our worlds need lots of magic to combine.

|HIM|

Simple words:
"She's not the one standing in the dark"

Young, I shouldn't have tried her.
"Not everyone knows how to love without a story"
didn't know it wasn't strength I had in my soul
it was the fear of love's glory.

Big girls learned to swallow urges of destruction
She used the packs of ice
calming her red swollen eyes
I'm the reason she relates to pain when described

A child devoted to whom would save her
A child's devotion full of love and favors

The sun's in the sky and she doesn't even know it
'Darling wake up, someday you won't have to force it'
Someday she won't forget why she woke up and hate it.

Using new words to describe her old feelings?
I was a fool, I had no rules!
'but Amber please, I still need you.'

Gave the wrong person the right piece of her.
I would've helped if I weren't the villain chasing her. 

These old buildings, old people
all sold me their colors asking for a tiny bit of heaven.
I heard a man on the radio saying I should believe in god 
I changed the channel finding a different kind of sad.

And maybe after lava, a heart can start over  
But her thoughts have dragged us lower
The anger she assumed got us closer.

"You're the only one I wasn't afraid of committing to"

She promised to find me near a lake
where she healed from previous heartbreaks
thinking I would never forsake
a love making me wide awake 

If Amber was to read me,
how many pages of misery
of a sick man's history
to tell she's dared to survive me?

.soul work.

soul work

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