.dsy:it. ~ holylaw's journal ~ Strumento |
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stasera gira cosi'
It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.
Choices always were a problem for you.
What you need is someone strong to guide you.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow,
what you need is someone strong to guide you..
like me,
like me.
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over
Why can't we drink forever?
I just want to start this over
Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers
between supposed brothers.
You don’t judge.
You can’t speak.
You can’t leave.
You can’t hurt me.
You’re just here for me to use.
Prying open my third eye.
A groan of tedium escapes me, startling the fearful.
Is this a test?
It has to be. otherwise I can’t go on.
Draining patience. drain vitality.
This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act’s a little old.
But I’m still right here, giving blood and keeping faith. and I’m still right
Here.
But I’m still right here, giving blood and keeping faith. and I’m still right
Here.
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