New Girl, Same Fuckin Issues.
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I wish I still had control over it, or maybe it's the other way around
the other day I found that I have nothing to show for it.
every chance I had at happiness I let slip out of my hands so fast
I guess that I'm glancing back for that that is... (a girl...)
a girl who wants to see past this mask that cast such a shadow
whatever happened in the past has passed it doesn't matter
haven't you had enough of battles? you don't have to mask your agony
in bad theatrics and act as the character you imagined that you had to be
I see past this facade of awkward smirks and distance
what will it take for you to see that god... this girl is different
maybe trust and truth came to life in the graceful guise
of a redhead with soft lips, big lashes and hazel eyes
an angels eyes incarnate that could stableize
and clear the cumulous clouded thoughts from these fateful skies
it didn't turn out the way he expected, the distaste and detest
faded the second he buried his face in her neck and made him lay down his weapon
and give his trust to this character..
but to him nothing is scarier than crushing these barriers just cus he cares for her
she may deserve something different he has a way with words
but he can't form a sentance fitting of what he wants to say to her
ignoring the thorn in his side he feels warmer and alive
when he catches her lookin at him in the corner of his eye
nothing in life reflects him the way her pupil do
if he could stay there he'd be happy, in her idea of beautiful
(Inlägget ändrat av Mabande p.g.a. CAPS 2008-09-15 16:07:35)
life is still a bitch....
but sometimes to unwind she lets me feel her tits.
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