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Beautiful eyes turn brighter. But not because of a makeup artist. Nature starts to fight her.
By The Girl in Grey6 years ago in Poets
I could disappear into the waves underneath Take one last breath and let the world fade Go back to a place where I didn’t know me
I've lived a thousand lifetimes in twenty years No decision of the feathers living in caverns I wanted to know the deepest carves of your fears
Midnight dancer, shaking and grinding the night away Riding solo, riding on the back of winds Not all the stares in the world make her stay
I didn't plan for my life to turn out like this. I didn't plan to be a laughing gypsy on that skyscraper. The ghost who's eyes you've seen and miss.
The outside is always telling me that I need to find peace But, they don't understand that...it's the war that keeps me going
I can't stop, words flow from a place unknown It's not my voice, it's not my tongue breathing ties I should have seen all the signs, damn the crowd should have known
Inside the mind of a madwoman You'll see water drops of the past Falling down the walls of black marble All these gold-studded fools I saw coming
Often times traveling to the west coast, I hear the oceans calling The mermaid dwelling in every woman I’m sure asking her to leave the land
Your absence is the loudest sound I’ve ever heard Your nights fill the air with breakdowns and a struggling family And I’m the combination of black feathers torn and white blood stirred
My weekends have always been quiet Ever since I was young girl Left in solitude inside a big empty room With only a few options
The minutes fall into raindrops sliding down the window of sight Like I'm about to trip in a dream, but very much I am awake
