Past tense is the only way to live
Lack of sense is the last thing I give
You're so dense, that you sink in the air
Say it ain't so baby, it's just not fair!
Help me out and we'll pull our hair
What happens when the ending is just like the beginning
And the beginning is the end
Is the middle non-existent
Or is it all a ruse for us to be hesitant
Wait around, for another end
Another end
Another unsatisfying ending to a story that doesn't make much sense to begin with.
Righteously wrong rights
Brutalize my body
Entertain my mental state
With enough faith within my mind
Tell, it all, mind the gap, around the waist
Felt the past, you're the paste
Copy me, copy it all
Copy the same situations that arise
Move on and see the same thing from before
The Lore we built is unstable, the life
Life is a lie, lying is fun
Lay down with me
Lie with me
We're the best liars
Falling down is falling into insignificant other's
Falling backwards is falling forward
Future is the past and we repeat the future
Mind the suture in my mind and heart
But nothing really tears us apart
Bound by something but not
We're getting a bit hot
It's all a bit relative
But the truth is the struggle of the other people
Makes us feel like shit inside
The relationships we've formed are a facade
Three, two one, one two three
ways I can see the true reality of my life's existence...
Fall forward only to land backwards...
A story about how everything is recycled back
back to where it all began
Nothing really...
Fall down to Get back up
Fail to succeed
Fight to fuck.
Fall forward...to land exactly where you started
Nothing changes...nothing...nothing...noth...
Fall forward...
Land back into my bed.
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Love Letters They'll Never Hear
PoetryEnjoy a collection of poems that were made about a bunch of girls that were in my life that aren't anymore. In this collection we have a bunch of darkly emotional moments that fits the whole aesthetic of being sad.
