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Ohthefatalstamp
03:07
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Parts of songs erasing as I take away lines;
I should've written in pen.
What's the point again?
Even though these lines seem so familiar,
Let's desolve like salt in water.
Rain pours down, now we're smothered.
She's resolved to not let it change her
Though towards the end it did;
After it's all said and done,
She became a blur.
The rain doesn't reflect reality.
The outside world speaks a different language than the inside.
So much lost in translation,
His thoughts of her he confides.
As he copes its recited:
Your mind is who you are.
What remained was trapped,
Covered up in scars.
She has left;
Long gone and far.
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2. |
A Letter
03:29
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Darling,
I love you, but you don't love me too, and I don't love that about you, so what do I do? I'm fine. I'm fine if you don't feel the same. That's not true, but as I lay here and hold you, I want to tell you. I love to write about it but I hate that I can't say, what it is that I want to say, when I want to say.
I want to tell you that I love you, and I want to hear that you love me too. You asked me about my favorite memories once. This is one, but you're not ready for that, and maybe I'm wrong; Maybe I don't love you. Maybe I just love the person I thought I knew. I think about this person that I met and how much I adore them as I continue to learn more, and yet..
I'm sure I'll show you this and feel like shit, so I'll just lay here and tell you that I wrote about you again for a bit. I know that when I show this to you, you will try to end it, when in your mind what I see hasn't even started yet. I want to see where this goes, and I don't think it's a waste of time. I just know. I just know. I just. Know.
But I guess we'll see where the ripples take you and me. I don't want it to scare you, but it scares me; my current's view. Take me down the river, around the bends where I can finally stop searching and reach the rivers end. What's the point if everything is pretend? Rhetorically asked, but this question has an answer to comprehend.
I'm not a fan of waiting, but I will probably be here when your ready because that's just who I am. In the mean time, I'll just try to keep my hands steady, but damn.. I know you need more time to move onwards, and I know it's unfair to ask you to hit fast forward, and so I'm conflicted.
There is nothing worth something that doesn't require effort in acquiring so for you, my dear, I will try, but I can't promise I'll succeed, because I am trying for you but you don't seem to try for me. So, if this is the end, just leave me be then. My motivation is wearing thin and I just can't continue to attempt something where I'm still alone and broken.
Sincerely, yours
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3. |
Reality...Basically
03:07
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What is reality?
Having an anxious personality?
I don't want to be
Me
Today.
Society says,
It will be ok.
If only there was a place
To wait and just sleep.
Check out and check in.
Just check out and check in.
Today, I don't want to be sober.
Today, I don't want to be sober.
Last night I had a dream.
That sharks swam on the beach
To grab me by the feet
And pull me out to sea
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4. |
Semantics
04:03
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You're just punctuation.
A question;
A blatant remark;
A run on sentence bound to end.
But I'll still read your book.
It'll help me understand.
Meet me between these
Lines as we fill them.
Our dreams we call signs
We are stuck in rem.
Numbered to mark-a-place
Bought into the next page
Towards the end: now I'm the question.
You're exclamation.
Context was laced with the idea of frustration.
Ending abruptly, we close this book ignominiously.
Standing alone;
Lost and as still as stone.
Yet music plays on.
Long after you're gone.
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