I
could fight this til the end
but maybe I don't want to win.
but maybe I don't want to win.
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This game seems all too familiar.
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This game seems all too familiar.
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I am just more familiar
with the sore spots,
and what brings back the pain.
But I am not healing.
I know if you were here,
to love me again,
with your tainted love,
it would all be
ok.
Looking at the tv
and being like;
Where is that person from?
They look so familiar but where?
Sometimes pain becomes such a
huge part of your life that you expect it to always be
there...because you can't remember a time in your life when it
wasn't. But then one day you feel something
else -- something that feels wrong, only because it's so
unfamiliar. And in that moment you
realize...you're
happy.
& doesn't that sound familiar? doesn't that hit too close to
home? doesn't that make you shiver ;; the way things could've
gone?
You're a familiar song that I
love to sing.
You're the morning sun I love to see.
You're the words I pray I whisper before I sleep.
The warmth of the summer sun,
And the cool of the lake against my skin.
You're the wind that lazily blows,
The smile and the heart that glows.
You're the dreams I've been dreaming since I was a child,
You're the memories I love to revisit.
You're the photos that make me smile,
The scent of wild flowers and dandelions.
You're the grass beneath my feet,
The melody inside of me,
A symphony of beauty.
You're the morning sun I love to see.
You're the words I pray I whisper before I sleep.
The warmth of the summer sun,
And the cool of the lake against my skin.
You're the wind that lazily blows,
The smile and the heart that glows.
You're the dreams I've been dreaming since I was a child,
You're the memories I love to revisit.
You're the photos that make me smile,
The scent of wild flowers and dandelions.
You're the grass beneath my feet,
The melody inside of me,
A symphony of beauty.
