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Honesty is sometimes golden...

Unconventional style/phrasing, true story

I woke knowing I was not there I had slept through an internal apocalypse No one sees and so no one shares And so no one comes to grips This revel..

If the sun is shining Go out and play under it If the rain is drowning you Then go sing and dance in it If the wind is blowing you over Just r..

All the stuff you saw in me Couldn't ever really be Cuz back then I was pretend Princess in a fairy's tale It won't happily ever end No we can't..

Love lies on the bed killing all my pain Ripping it to shreds but it's all in vain No one cares but this one Love No one sees the markings of The ..

Something out of reach Isn't that so cliché Something inside of me Born not to decay But to live In me, through me Not for me Hollow o..

The ache It burns slowly through Etching a silhouette, you In my heart, my soul My energy is twisted like wind chimes in a storm How to untang..

There was once a child who loved apathy This child met one obsessed with emotion. The emotional child taught this apathetic freak to love. That was..

Everything is Q&A nowadays any way...