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You have a million faces From a million sides Of who you are What you do I could be a million A face you'd use To cross reference Lies from the truth I could be a shovel So you could bury Painful things under your feet Trample on them in fury I could be the mirror The one that you look and despise And the seven years of bad luck You inflict because of your eyes And when you fall from grace I'll be the mud where you land Dirty, but washes off easily, no bleeding Everything that you demand But before we come to any conclusion, dear You and I must understand That there are some conditions to adhere If not this bond will di

So I touch your hair and squeeze you a little more I'd say your amazing but you say nothing at all Saying that I loved you Never changed the look that you. Had. n'less I move your lips A little bit to the left like this And a little to the right like that You refuse to move. Time continues to fly by And I'll treat you with life

Rework philosophies and the like Creating images that float by Like puzzle pieces- they slowly fit And form this magical life Truth is this birth was a mistake But look what accidents make Someone who can take your frown Alter it and turn it upside down So don't, don't turn your back on me Look into my eyes and see That things that I speak are really weak So listen to my soul that speaks I hold your thoughts of me close to my heart They're the things that keep me standing now Refusing to fall, so I hope that whenever you're down You'd give my voice another listen and rise up You're the only one that manages to see this void A

But society says : Power gives possession Wits don't come into play They don't give a damn Few years down the road We'll play a new game Lovesick is bull**** Its all about the glam We all have a some something That we have to share Its not gorgeously decorated But goes well with your air Through a lifetime needing fixes Who cares about the flair When all that's cared about Is the diamonds and their hair This love-game is cheap I want to spit on it But reality is this; We can't run from it. You take one more lover Put your make up and flutter Prepare for more cute fun Than your father and mother

Unrequited. Or so it seems You don't know how Much I'm spinning Undetected Covered by my cold hard skin But I burn within Within With you I feel Like nothing else in this world matters anymore And when you you say my name Fabricate my worth I feel infinite Not the same. Oh, oh oh. The words fall like rain and dry up But I treasure them like no other. Undetermined. More than my belief. We light a fire Reveal our desire Undeserving Of His hands around your neck Rigid metallic, no escape And He crushes you to nothing With you I feel Like nothing else in this world matters anymore And when you you say my name Fabricate

Promises you- You promised We had a pact And I stuck to the contract Despite declaring the void Never disobeyed Never thought twice about doing so You began your attack This liberation is obsolete I still feel so incomplete. Why do you get away with it? Where do I belong now? What did I do wrong now? He never said anything about this Care I do, couldn't express it to you Disowned but still yours, indeed Congratulations, now that your goal is complete This machine is now

Kites in the sky The ocean waves to me We kiss goodbye The wind blows Leaves fall on a faraway home We're alone A handshake Always a new mistake Show no fear

A heavenly house surrounded by diamonds In a place that the world fails to mention Where the rain heals our wounds and removes our scars Free from worry where we'll always be happy No need to worry about insecurity With this caveat of giving your life Why do you have to worry About what happens next anymore?

I always looked up to her, she was like my older sister, the friend I'd always have wherever I might have been. Whether it was fiddling with clay or realizing that I had loved a free-roam somewhat fixed story where I could tell my own tale in another world. Indeed, tall she appeared back then in my younger age. Now she stood lower than my shoulders- which is funny indeed, how we've watched each other grow over time, and how, funny as we grow up, the child in us stops looking at the eyes, as time goes by, its funny how we'd even give our good friends a look from top to bottom, how we'd not look at the eyes anymore. Its funny, no, its sad. S

On the other side of the window was darkness, or perhaps it was from where I was standing- just by the pathway outside the house. The edges were slightly frosty, the frame seemed old, judging from the wood it must have survived several storms. I take one step closer, and a face of a young girl appears through the faded glass. Her face was pale and it appeared to me that she was frowning, it looked like she never had a chance to leave her house at all her whole life. Curious, I take a few steps closer. And I realized that with every step I take, she seems to age. Right now, she seems to be in her adolescent period, there are scars on her for