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we'll gaze upon the bright stars tonight but don't forget those flashing neon lights





Monday, 27 October 2008
Like an apparation, you don't seem real at all

Your stare swallows me. And I can hardly breathe. I feel it's dangerous, could be deadly. Somehow I'm willing to do the things you want. Take me in your arms, spoon-feed my heart and drip by drip. I'll take it all. Sip by sip. I guess that it's make or break. Here and now.



We're caught in a moment. And I won't let it go. I am falling deeper, losing my control. Involved in a feeling, like the blink of a eye. And the silence; it belongs to you and I.





Broke through barriers, and passed a state of mind. I'm not scared no more; it feels divine. So take me in and catch me when I fall. I'm waiting on the edge, uncut my soul. Snip by snip. I'm oozing it bit by bit. I'm taking it step by step. Here and now.





Secretly, I let it slip. Emotional, I fall through it. All I know I'm losing my control. I'm down, your way too far and there's no turning back. And now, I'm shedding all my fears. I know, I know.


Monday, October 27, 2008

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