Sitting quietly in the sunlight.
Holding the pain within.
Knowing somewhere out there.
it is drawing him in.
And as he walked through the hallways.
Looking as if he'd been carrying the sins of this entire town.
And as he walked up on through the dark ways.
No one noticed but, it wasnt his blood in his hands.
Living off his tears in the sunlight.
Catching a glimpse of the past times.
Knowing somewhere out there,
the one he lost is sending him signs.
And as he walked through the hallways,
Looking as if he'd been carrying the sins of this entire town.
And as he walked up on through the dark ways,
No one noticed but, it wasnt his blood in his hands.
Slight promise has been made.
Swore itll never be broken.
To be together forever and ever.
with a small apartment and a desk big enough to work in.
........
Why have you gone?
You swore to me.
You swore to me youd never leave.
But Ill be here.
Ill be here waiting.
And Ill hang on to this,
and give it back when you return.
.......
And as the tears grow harder,
knowing all the time they had,
had gone away now.
And with a sign of a shining.
He promised never,
to think like they never thought before.
And with the sign of him dying,
dying like his love was,
before dying slowly on his warm soft lap.
He now can say he had once loved.















Comments
This is great.
Well Done.
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I love the picture that you have put with your piece, it ties in very well with each other.
Fave line: "living off his tears in the sunlight" very original, and well put
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I am a spectre on the eyes and tongues of men.
And as night falls, I will melt into your shadows.
I will dance with the flames of a candle
And sweat myself out of your skin.
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look how pretty she is when she falls down
Now theres no beaty in Bleeding mascara
her lips quivering like a withering rose
Shes back again!
I kill with the perfect weapons Crystal eyes and a heart of COAL!
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Its go-go not cry cry.
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Its go-go not cry cry.
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look how pretty she is when she falls down
Now theres no beaty in Bleeding mascara
her lips quivering like a withering rose
Shes back again!
I kill with the perfect weapons Crystal eyes and a heart of COAL!
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Its go-go not cry cry.
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