Thursday, July 28, 2011

This Stress

Somehow numb from all the stress;
How many lies have I heard from you?
Confirmed, I know who you really are
I disregard every word you say, as you say, I'm broken, its too late

Don't let my past cause you riddles,
Don't disect my life, don't break me down again

You are every single thing I ever hoped for, when I noticed you, I found the world (I found it) in you

Petrified of what I am, no monsters hide in my soul
So endure me as I have your tall tales of short days

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