A dream is a dream,
A lie is a lie
And if u will read this
Suddenly you will die
Burried alive
In a world of pain
Feel the poison
That is draining in your veins...
Posted on April 12, 2009 at 2:28am —
As I lie in bed,
Thoughts race through my head.
What with that imperfect something,
that to you couldn’t be more perfect?
Why do we always lie to ourselves?
to make reality something more than it is.
What's the point of dreams
if they only end in heartbreaks and tragedies?
Posted on April 12, 2009 at 2:27am —
My heart is so broken
From these feelings I have felt
And I don’t know
What to say to my broken heart
But ask it why
You always make me
Feel this way
With every tear I cried
It’s because of my broken love for you.
Posted on April 12, 2009 at 2:26am —
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