Rachel Weaver

The bleak of winter leaves me among despair
Thier is only anger and chill in the air
No happiness or laughing
Just grey clouds and bleak white sky
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Its a horror story in disguise
Its inside his eyes
My fairy tale
My fantasy
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Everything in life is a question and I dont have the answers.
My innocence has betrayed me.
I pray to nothing that this will go away.
My dreamcatchers broken and the dreams are leaving quickly. Breaking the hollow doors to get out, quietly not making a sound.
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A woman stood on the subway
Drinking her coffee and reading
She was minding her own buisness
In a skirt that was inviting
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Dear World,
You really never had the chance to know me
You never will get the chance
Because these words they are the last
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Take the razor, pull out the blade
Everlasting condemnation, bleed into a memory
Damaging darknes, blinding reality
Eternal mayhem, due to my stupidity
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Through these prozac colored eyes
I see many things
But I don't see anything that makes me not feel misery
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So sweet and simple with a devil inside
So perfect and pretty with those empty black eyes
I see myself behind her looking through the eyes
At the people with thier gaping jaws and amazed eyes
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Lay the knife down next to me, it shines so nicely
Lay the gun down next to me, it looks so inviting
Now you lie down next to me
I see no difference in these three things
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Im lost again in a confusing place
I hear its called my mind..
I dont want to be stuck in this darkness
But I dont wanna step into the light
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Stand still and hold on
Dont let go its not the end of the song

A little tired now
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If we hold you tight and dont let go maybe you'll be alright
If we chain you up and stare you down maybe you wont fight
You see your mother being beaten up right in front of you
You see her trashed
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My words are broken and I write ignorance
With feelings of apathy not knowing what reality is
My smile never makes a persons day
So it always fades away
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Halloween is coming
Put on the third mask
Maybe you'll look more like who you really are
Im not much of anything, but your not much of nothing
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Your my heroine, one taste and I want more
I'm in a coma inside of you
Wake me up my love, I'm dying
You are the cocaine that gets me through the day
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The puzzle piece called you doesnt quite seem to fit
Doesnt form the way I want it
As a puzzle piece I seem to change my shape
You dont want it to stay the same
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I think I'm supposed to sit here and take it
After listening to that they expect me to make it

I want to achieve what they want to see
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The promise that was broken
Holds no token
Not in you anyway
Not in anything we say
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I cant go down that trail of regret again
Never..we are just friends
Dumb as hell I was
I love to hate I hate to love
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Words dont mean a thing
Actions dont either
What matters is what I feel
What matters is the cure
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