Blair Flynn

I think about now and again
And how you were my friend
Until you became more, than I could ever ask for
In an instant you became my cool breeze on a hot summer day
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How do you know when you’ve finally reached adulthood?
Some people may never know.
Well in my opinion, it takes a few aspects.
It’s knowing when to walk away, even when it hurts
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And so I want to give you my hand
It is yours for the taking
But it is another you want instead
And so you push me away without your knowledge
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You know at first it hurt, I’m not going to lie.
But after awhile as the pain turns to hate
The wound to my heart that you caused subsides and turns into pure anger.
And even after a long while the anger will fade and now maybe you are the one that deserves an apology rather than me so here it goes….
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Tonight, I need someone to sing me a lullaby
Because that maybe the only way I’ll get sleep, tonight
The bright, bright lights of anger and pain
They burn into my eyes, until I can’t see straight.
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So here I am, and here you are.
We are right back where we started.
I am happy to be here with you and I know you feel the same.
I’ve missed this feeling that you give me and it has been gone for far too long.
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What is it?

Is it me?
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You know, some people act like a moth attracted to a flame.

Only instead of a flame, the bright light is simply a spark of drama.
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Take this to your grave!
All the memories you have of me
For eternity.
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The Demons from inside my mind haunt me from within
I thought that they were long gone,
I actually seen them light on fire, crash and combust
But that seemed to have only been an illusion
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The moment has finally come
My skin tingles as you caress me in your arms
I wonder, 'Is this real or is it only a dream? '
You pinch me and I am immediatly lost in your trickery
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The sun is rising up over the mountains, dear
I wonder, how did we ever get here?
You look into my eyes and I am instantly hypnotized
It sends chills down my spine
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She seems so happy
Her smile could fill up an entire room with joy
However, deep down, her soul bleeds doom
And she has been used as if she were a child's toy
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A deep, deep wound slices through my being
And sweet red blood flows out
This isn't a new wound however
I have felt it's bitter sweet sting many times before
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I feel like a dog in a kennel
Remembering how the other strays once roamed around me
It's as if I'm being protected from some outside force
However, this may not be a positive result
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It is amazing how time can pass
Arms on a clock seem to take forever at times
Others, it rushes rapidly and you move your legs in order to catch up
You seem to hold actuality in your brain that will haunt you forevermore
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Is it wrong or a crime,
That I don't think about him every night?
Someone else usually creeps into my brian while I'm in bed
Believe me, I would like to know why my defective mind remembers everything you ever said
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