much of your pain is self-chosen
strange, the desire for certain pleasure is a part of my pain
the silence of the envious is too noisy
i hope u don't feel the hurt as much as I did you are too weak and fragile to stand that ache
please don't tell me, it was less painful than a broken bone,a forgotten poem,a lost home
dont try to look for logic in things that involves feelings and emotions
we will be consoled somehow by the odd notion that its the thought that counts
it was her chaos that made her beautiful
and those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who couldn't hear the music
tiny little secrets get buried in the dirt, and if they were dug up, someone would probably get hurt
even the stars were jealous of the sparkle in her eyes
everyone has a chapter they don't read out loud
i live for the nights that i cant remember with the people that i wont forget
either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery
your love was handmade for somebody like me
among my stillness was a pounding heart
thinkin bout you right now
so please don't judge me and i wont judge you cause it could get ugly before it gets beautiful
now you are just someone who i used to know
you want to know how i got these scars? i ripped every last piece of you out of my smile
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