Careful cautious child haltingly holding adventures and reading little love email, entertaining silly sayings.
A ray of light explodes over the horizon the beginning of the last day the next explosion will be the last fleeing peoples mass hysteria destruction chaos panic
deviant little, white half truth yarned whoppers fibbing misguided truths
How could I believe all those 'I love you's' When the tears kept streaming down my face? Wasn't it apparent, you tore me apart? Or did we fall out of sync, lose our pace? Your evil insults shredded my heart. But you never used to be so cruel. What have I done to change you so? All I wanted was to be your jewel - The most precious thing in your life. Meanwhile the good days came, And surely went - twice as quick. Leaving me to wonder could we be the same? You loved me sweet and tenderly Before you turned your back. But I may never truly learn Just how I can win your love back. And so what makes me cry the hardest Is the knowledge that I never wanted Any of this to happen but even so Bad memories keep me haunted.
What would you do if the world around you fell And all that you had left were the pillars that you clutched so tight The winds blew fierce Tossing your life around But there was nothing you could do to stop it Could you cling to all you had And hope for the best? Or would you surrender yourself To the gusts, be taken away forever Could you rebuild your life with broken sticks and pieces Or would you find that something special missing? With world destroyed and you all alone Could you go on or would you bury yourself in the rubble? Hibernate until you find that sleep that's more permanent Death.
Why do you hurt me? Is it for the thrill? Is it someone else's rage Or your own free will?
How do you decide what to say? Do you pick and choose your insults? Do they come instantly to mind? Or is being that hateful too difficult?
Look but don't taste Could be poison Or maybe Don't even look Because I'm a little insecure And you'd hurt me I'd get a little jealous Go a little insane And hurt myself more In the process of hurting you Control your desire for sweets And live a well-balanced life With me I'm not much to look at But being with me Will keep you healthy
I am depressed So I eat too much And do too little Then I grow fat and lazy Giving you two more reasons to hate me.
You say I'm cold and heartless And that I couldn't care less How could you be so thoughtless? I'm just the same as you.
You tell me I'm mean and cruel Am I just playing the fool? Have you forgotten the golden rule? I'm just the same as you.
If you cut me, won't the blood run? I get hurt and the tears come But why make me come undone? I'm just the same as you.
"The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right place but to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment." -Dorothy Nevill
"Hello my dear and welcome back Did you enjoy your trip? Supper's on the table, warm but may I offer a helpful tip?"
I see his smiling eyes and lips And can't bring myself to nag, "If you had been away on business, You wouldn't have needed your golf bag."
So as you sit and eat your stew I take a chair beside you and relay, "The tip I have for you my dear, Is to have time for work and play."
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