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At the End
I'm the lost lullaby always drowned out
I'm the flower who never blooms
I'm the sun who never finds summer
I'm the moon who never finds a gravity.
Darkness shall follow me in this portal
Of desolation and solitude.
It crumbles from the inside with stone and sand
Never rising from the ashes I had circled around me
In my fairy tales they say
Life is a promise unwinding into shattered pieces,
A torn thread saturated with too much malice,
The lies hiding behind a mask, disguised as the truth,
A river running forever without meeting an ocean,
A stage being set without an audience.
Full in the middle
But never complete in the end.
But the show must go on ...
There is no curtain call
So I never get a chance to remove the mask
And truly belong.
It's all a circus.
I'm the star who won't shine
I'm the coffin who is buried the deepest.
I'm the warrior who hides the quickest.
Frozen
Hurt
Ice-bound
A kingdom of souls whispered for freedom
Calling in a land so far away.
Their faces marred by a sin-worthy price
Never again resting for loneliness.
Begging for salvation,
Clinging to life,
Never again singing for a chance at song.
Congealed by a silence so deeply painful
God wonders of this sorrow.
Trapped in a bondage so tight,
I cannot speak to Him anymore.
I'm the moment before the gun,
I'm the horror before the death
I'm the last breath u ever take,
I'm a nightmare living in a dream,
I'm eternally hoping for something that will never be.
I am everything
Yet I can hold all of this
I can be all of this ...
And still be nothing.
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" Love isn't about loving someone who's perfect, it's about loving someone perfectly."<br /> - I dont know who came up with it, I just saw it somewhere on facebook hehe