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great nothing
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Of sculptures, where cracks form where there were none before
Of painstaking detail wrecked by pressure, where I focus on the flaws
And I don't mean to stare, but it's all I see. Is that how I'm seen?
Of midnight hours striking heart through pen to page
Of exhaustion creeping in and to common sense laying waste
And like the one that got away but who can't remember my name
As an old friend who sits too far away on the train
Rest avoids my gaze and passes me by again
This isn't disaffection, I'm just finding my feet
My best doesn't cut it but what do you expect from me?
If I don't know who I am, how can I have someone I want to be?
I rack my brain for answers, I panic, I lose sleep
In 10 years' time, where will you be?
How much will be left of the familiar scenery?
In 10 days' time, where will you be?
"Leave me alone," I say in my times of need
"I can't do this on my own," is what I really mean
"Let me do this on my own," is all you hear from me
My temples throb, I'm still awake, it overwhelms me
Whispers carried on an Autumn breeze
Like Autumn leaves, the ones I love fall away from me
I'm losing dreams, it all shifts to somewhere that I can't reach
Wisterias wilted with wistful wishes underneath
Tragic and I bleed
Call me Op. 13 "Pathétique"
I've got it on repeat to help me sleep
With God as witness, I try my best to keep my weaknesses inside
With God as witness, I try my best to keep my weaknesses inside
But what use is a witness who won't testify?
My ceiling fan pirouettes robotic at a constant speed
Posters all around my room of people who inspire me
They remind me more than ever how they all succeed
And I'm still me
At the time of writing, it's 4:16AM. Again
In 10 days' time, this is where you'll find me again, again, ah...
Of knuckles brushing woodwork, splinters seeding in the skin
Of all attempts to extract them exercises in pushing in
And I don't mean to pick, but they don't belong
I don't belong
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take care.
03:57
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An airport farewell, you stand in line to leave
To soar at the height of the lowest I've ever been
I watch you walk away until there's nothing left to see
I'm left behind without a guide in unfamiliar territory
I see you as lavender and wine red
As all the colours that seem to fit me best
It tastes cliché bittersweet
It tastes like iron as I bite my cheek
A little too hard just so I can keep
Myself together until I get home to sleep
To hibernate, a dreamless state
So exhausted I may never wake
I need to learn to share my bed
With this loveless, empty space
I feel you as lavender and red wine
As all the aids that seem to help on sleepless nights
Always a source of pride
A precious source of strength right at my side
A magic I didn't believe in 'til I saw it with my own eyes
Our fairytale ends with Happily Never Again
But as that chapter closes, it's one I'm richer for having read
So we are
And so it goes, my love
Wherever I am, you're welcome
Wherever you are, I'm home
Daylight crept in softly so as not to wake me
But I had been waiting up to see it get home safely
I guess next to you I felt you as a frame of mind
Now in your absence I know you as a space in time
So we are
And so it goes, my love
Wherever I am, you're welcome
Wherever you are I'm home
Wherever I am, you're welcome
Wherever you are I'm home
Wherever I am, you're welcome
Wherever you are I'm
Home.
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Romance in E: "Bloom"
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The Lilac Thief
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