Thursday, February 18, 2010
A State of Delusion
Once, I believe I could find a trace of love in all those bullshit.
I thought and believe that you were Her.
You're like a colourful pill.
Makes me high for no fucking reason.
For all the things that I wanted to say.
Fuck them all, it just ain't coming out right.
Slap me back to insanity.
If I start to behave sensibly.
Behind those thoughts I know there is something left unsaid.
If only you knew how real all this is to me.
For all those things I said before.
Its merely a memories now.
I cared too much.
Destiny is'nt that bright it seems.
No matter what, I hope your doing well Dear.
Just a song/thought I came up with quite sometime back.
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