My Dear Nancy~

Hurt won't last.
Eternally you are my friend.
Remember, if I can,
Only times you've tried
In vain.
Never leave my side.

And in time you'll
Do me in.
Deadly attraction
In someone I'm
Certain I never knew.
Tracks prove it was you.

My dearest Nancy:.
[2.27.58-10.12.78]

Fueled By Nostalgia

My insane ramblings grow longer.

They come from deeper, within my eyes.

And when I'm all cried out.

I cant seem to think.

i start losing my mind

and my care

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"When I see your face..."

...it's like lightning strikes my heart.

I can feel it breaking.

I can hear it fall apart.

If I glue it back together,

the pieces might not match.

Maybe you can fix it for me.

I promise not to get attached.

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Pretty little liars?

Lies made me uglier than sin.

I've fucked all that I had

and destroyed what I could've been.

My soul's been running on empty

since the day I was conceived.

The Earth will lay in ruins

if I state all I believe.

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Novacaine:.

Needles piercing

Overwhelming; Feeling helpless

Vacant, madness

Acting out against your parents

Call it sadness

Angst and crisis

Inside, outside

Numb but throbbing

Everlasting, ever-longing

The Company of Myself

I am one who finds help
in the company of myself.
I am one who climbs high
to watch the sun rise.
I am one who traveled far
to find myself in someone else,
to find what I’ve been looking for.

I found you.

Story of a Lifetime

Still, I sit so close. Yet I’m so very far away.
Touch the surface of an other world.
Often I would dream of how I’d get there.
Reaching out to this parallel universe.
Years wasted, journeying through my mind.

On first glance, a simple mirror.
Further in is all I ever dreamed of.

At last, I find the answer.

Life’s mysteries solved by one realization.
Infinite wants can only hold you back.
Find what you need in life.
Euphoria, imagination.
Turn your dreams into reality.
Inside this mirror, the perfect world lay waiting.
Missing, one thing is still not whole.
Everlong, I am incomplete.