Story By Av3ryD4wn
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Av3ryD4wn

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I am me. this is she. just me, not we. The Magician Believer Thunder The Sun Alpha Phoenix Dragon Fairy tales come true, when you create you.
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Unexpressed. How it's left.
Updated at Jun 17, 2021, 19:58
To feel something and not Be able to express it, To be consumed by a thought, A fire unable to extinguish once lit, Unreachable even within my grasp, Except a momentary laps In judgment And in that one moment To say so much, Knowing in just a touch nothing could be said no words would come out of my head, So instead, Here is where she read What couldn't ever be said. I'm sorry I wasn't able to express, Words only to make a mess And cause stress. Always to late to confess, And told to be a little less. So my thoughts of you, I wonder if you knew.. And if you do, I hope you always knew how much, I've always loved you.
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Updated at Jun 17, 2021, 19:57
Tricked her mind One to many times. Doesn't believe a thing Won't let them hear her sing. Waiting for a bird with a broken wing. Crystalized No tears formed when I cried. No longer letting the disrespect slide. Scared to drive my own ride. But at least I tried. Until it hurt my pride. But what did I expect? Holding people to ungodly standards, to be perfect. A love I've been given Won't have a chance to be risen, Cuz I didn't mention, The slow fade of my vision. My brains constant need to never make a single decision. But who is fucking with my mission? Fake information Life changed after that vacation. An inevitable separation Causing my mind to create a fairytale malfunction. Snow white became the evil queen And the apple was consumed before the poison was even open. The dwarfs weren't of clean thoughts and kind minds, Searching for hidden meaning in all the clues she believes she finds.. Dillusional Or Incredible? Magical Or Commitable? Her face reflects back at me in everything. I didn't mean to break the ring. And all I wanted was to love and be loved and play my guitar and sing. I never knew what this would potentially bring. Love wasn't actually love and to be loved wasn't exactly my thing. The words were lost and out came nothing. Something. Anything. Fuck, And I just broke my last guitar string.
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