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there's this feeling,
it's the feeling of
falling,
falling,
falling...
it's the feeling of
no-air-in-my-lungs,
no-room-to-breathe-to-scream-to-fall
it's trapped in a glass box
touching the edges gently with your palms
and no one helps you
because no one can see
there's a word
in my mind -- there are
tons of words,
lovely words
and i would like to
fill a book with them.
i would call this book
'lyrics that aren't played on a lyre'
because of the melodies
inside my head
i will never say that i am
beautiful, i am trying to
never use that word again,
because like love it is
overrated,
meaningless.
{yet everyone still wants to hear it}
when i die i will be
falling,
falling,
falling...
and as i hit the ground i decide
you will be the last to know.
it's the feeling of
falling,
falling,
falling...
it's the feeling of
no-air-in-my-lungs,
no-room-to-breathe-to-scream-to-fall
it's trapped in a glass box
touching the edges gently with your palms
and no one helps you
because no one can see
there's a word
in my mind -- there are
tons of words,
lovely words
and i would like to
fill a book with them.
i would call this book
'lyrics that aren't played on a lyre'
because of the melodies
inside my head
i will never say that i am
beautiful, i am trying to
never use that word again,
because like love it is
overrated,
meaningless.
{yet everyone still wants to hear it}
when i die i will be
falling,
falling,
falling...
and as i hit the ground i decide
you will be the last to know.
Literature
Friendship
There's nothing as nice as someone who shares,
Your laughter, your secrets, your wishes and cares,
Someone who's there through your good times and tears,
Who stays by your side as your friend through the years.
Literature
A decade of friendship
Right since the start of year one
I knew you would be a good friend
We always had our fun
And on each other we\'d depend
When the world was a lonely place
We\'ve always had each other
Even when we need our space
I know there\'ll never be another
You listen when I talk to you
You care when I\'m in pain
I hope to god that I did too
Because our friendship could never be in vain
Some may try as hard as they can
Though this bond we share can not be spoken
Through the strength of many men
Our friendship can never be broken
We\'ve shared our triumphs and our falls
Though each other we would always defend
And when I hear it\'s you t
Literature
The tipping of scales
(I miss) You
The tipping of scales;
Alone, pain without pleasure,
I miss me with you.
I long for balance,
Paradox of your passion,
Autumn blossoming.
In breadth of your touch
I fill my lungs with your breath.
Exhale into you
Unspoken comfort.
From the nothingness of words
Comes my lust for you.
With the tie of two
Entangled bodies of flesh
Inside becomes out.
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D: i have lost the ability to write half-decent poetry..
whatever. hope you like.
{p.s. i'm serious about the book title.}
xxko
comments appreciated.
whatever. hope you like.
{p.s. i'm serious about the book title.}
xxko
comments appreciated.
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they were never played
on lyres, because they
were on heaven's harps.
on lyres, because they
were on heaven's harps.