i
just want something new
im sick of this used up atmosphere
and
im wating to be taken away
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self
asteem is a waste of oxygen
fuel me to get you where
your going
you erase me and I am deeply
enthused
dont make their insecuritys
yours
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And
I have been so mistaken in my oblivious
State
of mind
And I have been so ignorant
as to choose
To make you a part of
me
And I have come to this conclusion on account
for you
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Would
we be where we are now without this?
I
guess it doesnt matter
Would I be where I was
now if I hadnt found you?
I guess I had to
I cant stop it
you
cant stop it
they cant stop it
its imminent
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distance
is indifferent
your still farther
im still closer
we
still fall apart
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a
wish is forever
lust is for the moment
pornography is a waste
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smooth as silk
I
long for your touch
The sun goes out
And I feel you
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Control you
With
hold from your full potential
Break
you down
Self asteem is a disease
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Everything
is different now
Static failed
Everything falls apart
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Nothing
new
Used and uninformed
Facts are a waste
Nothing
can stop us now
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Change is to much
My
insecurities take hold
Memories of a better
time
This place is not where I belong
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Normal
Adjusting to comfort my own
Self being is unlimited to the walls of our own confinement
Shadowous like a cancer
Conformity
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Machine
Cold
ed reptilian
The sets in
Chased over thousands of miles of fear and pain
It comes to this
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eyes closed mouth open wide waiting for something of no surprise
the
air left my lungs and the scream wont come out
i
am silence where the wave fell back
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Poetry
The art of the wounded
Pictures tell more then words
And
its all just a waste
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Life, the disgusted
Life,
the dysfunctional
Life, the everlasting moment