#Diamonds #Lost #LoveMorning
creeping, it grows a bit too quickly, and he knows all these stones and every moan feel it burning in each bone and when he’s walking home alone
awakening each morning she just wants to be sedated to lose herself in that mess of mi… where she’s appreciated in each effort she counts
in a faithless race for imputiny I blocked all I found worthwhile… in a hopeless attempt for my weak… that I’m here facing fear on my ow… rather like to be free where I roa…
undeserving of what I gave just wanted to taste what I wanted… I kept telling myself I held all the reason you gave me some lines
not sure what is real, or my imagi… went inside my brain, and had a so… to conquer my fear, to finally see… my psychosis relies all on me. simple contrast.
is it a penchant for self-loathing… my mind has a habit of deviation filling answers with questions tha… my heart has a practice of exhumat… and forgiving the most cold-bloode…
the holder, beholder ahead of your game with nothing to lose but your face and your name divisions, provisions
if I were to tear away strands of my heart pull away pieces and rip it apart.. would you still call me lovely?
don’t ever hope to forgive, to for… I’ve been stuck in your thoughts since the moment we met not what you want, nor what you ne… I course through your veins
you know what I say—funkit killem kill a man jah’ro be at the top tomorrow you gotta know your body
I lost my color when I found my s… clipped the wings of found ignoran… and taught me to fly on a current so timeless I lost my last strand of youth
joy should not equal the lack of self-pain that rare fleeting moment you forget your own name.. I pray for it to all go away
from the most beautiful creature o… to the most deadly being of sin she follows my thoughts so effortl… and the nostalgic terror within I remember the smiles, so effortle…
it kills me to remember you’re just past gone, past breath… when it rolls around September I’m just past done, past thinking and every broken whisper
shine on, your simple sunlight two lovers down the line a faintly ribboned path ahead the destination isn’t mine drastic pause, no push to start