badtimes
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I want to dance and cry and scream,
In memory of all the things we think are better forgotten.
"Forgive and forget", they say.
Forgive, by all means forgive,
But, please don't forget?
Knocking on the sky and I'm listening to the sound
as I'm trying to get some of the thing they call love
My eyes see something my brain refuses to process
Suckling from the teeth of life just to gain strife...
It could have been the dark blue sky, time of the day
or the despair.
These thoughts hit me like an arrow
to the head.
Be calm and hopeful,
please love yourself.
You're your worst nightmare,
When I think about you
All I see is darkness
And the pain inside that took over me.
It was all good in the beginning
But when it came down to the middle of it all
It was a blur of confusion.
