Some people are just so beautiful, i wish i were beautiful and i envey them, yet maybe tis the look in which they have yet the fact i've never met them along that I've never felt their soul that creates an illusion of beauty from what I see and do not know. Whisper to me love that I am beautiful, fore yet I know it is a lie...
Whisper to me love that some one shall, will, and does love fore I know your bluff, your cold, cold, cold bluf, your harmful lies send tears from the sky and they tap, tap, tap on my window and my feet yet still on the ground pick me up floating in insanity beliving you yet again deep down inside my heart lies the truth I shall never know it until soon. Or atleast I hope.
Whisper to me love that I am okay. That I shall sleep one night and the voices shall remain silent a minute and the screams will cease. Sometime? Promise me my love that it will not follow after I am deceased....leave me be my love yet never leave me alone. Stay and yet go far away.
Tell me love I shall live like in my dreams and yet and what nots. Hold me my love , I mean my sanity fore I have grown weak and weary from this mess that I've created called my life...
Don't pitty me, nor laugh at the gum-trop tears trickling in some trail down my face. For the skip and hop...A-ha my love, tis a shame thy tears are happier than I. Yet they are from my eyes?¿
Say you love me, my love. Say one person does...Truly.Simply because they do. Not Because they have to.
Reveal yourself AGAIN my love. I haven't seen you in a while. Your beautiful face. You are beautiful... Remind me who do I rapidly, heartfilledly, honostly, and constantly poor my heart out to...
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