The world seemed cold those days. Symptoms of what once was happiness. The cold ground against my feet reminded me of the anxiety I once had. But the new hope is in your eyes, your face.
The everlasting emotion that is buried inside us comes out and shows its self to the light of day. My shoulders felt heavy at once. But now that the book has opened. I am able to re-write my story. You heart will be the paper, and my love will be the pen. You will be my masterpiece. You are my masterpiece. Heart, Soul, Will, and Commitment...Brought me up so far...but now that has faded away. Far away from my grasp. Who ever thought it could be you. You, the one I trusted, the one I beloved. My heart inhaled you, taking in the sweet fumes of your passion. But I forgot to read the label "Caution: May cause heartbreak and/or loneliness."Your fine print has gotten past me and your poison has seeped into my veins. This book I have written has become lackluster, filled will sorrow and misery. What emotion? What happiness? Was it ever there? Is the charade over? Why...
The everlasting emotion that is buried inside us comes out and shows its self to the light of day. My shoulders felt heavy at once. But now that the book has opened. I am able to re-write my story. You heart will be the paper, and my love will be the pen. You will be my masterpiece. You are my masterpiece. Heart, Soul, Will, and Commitment...Brought me up so far...but now that has faded away. Far away from my grasp. Who ever thought it could be you. You, the one I trusted, the one I beloved. My heart inhaled you, taking in the sweet fumes of your passion. But I forgot to read the label "Caution: May cause heartbreak and/or loneliness."Your fine print has gotten past me and your poison has seeped into my veins. This book I have written has become lackluster, filled will sorrow and misery. What emotion? What happiness? Was it ever there? Is the charade over? Why...
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