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Friday, September 18, 2009

LET THE RAIN FALL DOWN, I'M COMING CLEAN.



Happily ever afters don't happen in reality.
Thats the depressing truth.
But if even for a brief moment, i get to feel or be Cinderella at the ball.
I'd give up everything to be in the arms of Prince Charming.
I'll be your crying shoulder.
I have so much of love to give, just no one to give it to.
The strands in your eyes.
Emeralds from mountains can never compare the beauty of your eyes.
I'll be the greatest bet of your life.
Stop me from you stealing my breathe.
I'll be love's suicide.
Dance with me.
Just once.
And i'll die happy.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
I'll let you know.
This feeling.
This loneliness.
Clutching the very being of my soul.
I'm late. For what? Reality.

Breathe. You'll be ok.
Isn't it better to cling to fantasy rather than face reality?

In these eyes, more than words. Just about to crack open. Theres something you should know. I wanna be without you. Now you know. because it hurts too much to be around you.

Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.

I never pretended to be anyone else. And yet i am the one who got hurt. I am not afraid of being myself. I feel sorry for you.

Waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and dissapointing.

I'll let you know how i am once i catch my breathe.

Theres no one in time that i know. I never said thank you for that. What would you think of me now?

Angels see me cry. Sweetest night and sweet sorrow. So what do you think me now? Here i am down before you. Angels reaching out.

Its not my dream. It never was. It was yours.

I turned my back from everything i know. To be who i know. Let angels lead me now.

I'm sorry i waited for the rain.

Your burning up my dreams. I don't want to be anywhere but here.

Let the rain fall down and wake my dreams Let it wash away my sanity.

Because i want to feel the thunder. I want to scream
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ONLY GOD