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I want something to write about
Don't know what I am doing
Anymore
Don't know how my waves crash
On that shore
I can have it all and
Still lose
Fall against the raging riptide
It's true
:
Leave behind empty pages
Blank words
We used to be painted
Not cursed
What to make of dry eyes and
Wet face
It's just plain water
With salt taste
:
Life is like a broken record
It rewinds
Brings back same old drama
New wine
After long cold winter
Warm sunshine
You don't say you're sorry
I don't mind
:
They say she's
A lost cause
Never knows
When to pause.
Dance, dance, girl
Their strings pull
Bit by bit
Her heart removes
Striking against cold
Prison walls she
Looses her mind
For a second in rage
:
Leaves behind
Empty page
Empty walls
Red stains
Dry brush
Wet face
Just water
With salt taste
Meaningless calls
Empty halls
Drifting
Drifting
Chaos
:
Freedom to her
Tastes sour
Run slow
Fall fast
:
They say
She's the best
Girl in town
Sincere loving
Intelligent crown
Do they know
She's the best clown
Fooling around
Playing it down
Giving up
Little pieces
Of herself
Tear tracks
All it takes
To Crumble around
And Build again
:
Life is a
patchwork
Of mess
:
What to say
To whom and when
She isn't vain
She knows
Never says
:
Bit by bit
Mystery reveals
Secrets once exposed
Never look beautiful
Ever again
:
She says
Give you heart
Never the brain
Half l write
Don't understand myself
CZYTASZ
ink stains on my fingers
PoezjaI wanted to make something like this from a long time now, so I suppose this is a notes app equivalent of my phone. Nothing personal to be found, just random things typed at random times from midnight to 3 'o' clock and in between boring classes und...
