Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Remember Forgotten .

N e v e r   T r u s t   I t 
O p e n  H e a r t e d 

One step feels like a stairwell of steps 
The mountains, the poetic nature 
Always an arms length away...
The heartbeats, the romantic essence
Still a shrine of dead flowers 
On the table below the missing page.
CUTOUT, REMOVED 
A high pitch soul on memories hears 
S o n g s   F l o w   S o r r o w ,  R e m e m b e r 
F o r g o t t e n . 

Things we express don't always amount to much,
No matter the piece of your soul you give 
Or the life you think you deserve
No matter what is taken in the end... 
The coldness feels the same.

T h e  C o l d n e s s 

No matter how complicated you think it is...
It's simple when you just don't consider...

What all of this suffering truly means... 

F o r   Y o u  N o t h i n g .  

F o r  M e 

N e v e r   T r u s t   I t
O p e n  H e a r t e d . 

( R e m e m b e r 
F o r g o t t e n . )



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