sad for all the time my embrace was empty of you
sad for being stubborn to be sad
sad for touching objects baring your presence
...
i have my personal justice written across my pulse
constant thoughts and very clear needs
my personal justice is just that: personal
like a thief whose money you're carrying
...
what was on your mind?
'i can't touch her with cold hands'
between us was not the place for tenderness
still you couldn't help it..
...
one day there was a proud girl
not so proud as scared of the new rules
she was raised by the old ones, she believed in the right things to do..
you seemed wrong..
...
My heart is pulsing lava
thick burning pain through my veins
I woke up to the hurting
...
Men..
Their instincts become alive at the scent of danger..
An open door is enough, a dark corner is even better..
No rules, no need for high expectations,
...
what is new?
same thing on your mind different eyes to see
truth is in both looks
which way if they are all right?
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I hate diplomacy
Hands are of no use tying,
The heart will find a way to win.
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i know magic
i'm everything you can see in yourself and more
i can mend all over your soul and let you feel safe
i hold power over you, you put me in charge, nothing could go wrong
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with snake moves i become more me than i'd like to
it comes so easy to me to do wrong
i've wanted it long enough for it to feel right
only what feels right won't be good for me
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i want to look into the happy eyes of the past
and humilliate myself between tears of self pity..
go suffocate on the moon.. little, stupid and proud..
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u were meant to fall and break
every rule left in my world
destined to leave traces..
or maybe scars, you decide
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we were made to stay whithin reach
but not to reach out
slow passionate dance.. too close.. too far..
constant bitter-sweet t e a s e...
...
Slowly the silky darkness slips
Across my eyes.. across my lips
Leaving my lonely fingertips
To miss the shape of you..
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in so many days nothing happens
each one matters more than the one before
they say time lasts more when you wait
...
say 'no' to hear a 'yes'
turn away to be kissed
hate to be loved
and love.. to be hated..
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Sad
sad for all the time my embrace was empty of you
sad for being stubborn to be sad
sad for touching objects baring your presence
sad for not touching you...
sad for re adi ng your name everywhere i turn
sad for all the blue jackets other men should not have worn
sad for all my weak spots left to be weak
sad to open my eyes in the morning
sad for a cruel truth not even dreams can survive
sad without dreaming
sad of nothing to hope for
sad for still seing beautiful things worth for you to know
sad...
just what she is not
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