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Nobody.Anyone can put on a mask on their face,
or paint on a smudged smile
full of bright colors.

so what if I don't care about being ''Miss Somebody?''
because nobody is my name.
Nobody.
Nobody.
Nobody.

it's in the blood.When I was six and you were ten,
I remember how we used to sing on rooftops
and see who could reach the sky first.

I remember how we always used to stare into mirrors
to see who was more beautiful,
but the truth is
that you would always win
because your heart would always be more bright.

When I was seven and you were eleven,
I remember how we used to dance as princesses
so we could feel like we belonged,
because having high heels and makeup on
made our whole world beautiful.

Memories may fade away,
but you're always in my heart.

S c a r e d. ''What are you scared of?''
''You.''
''Why?''
''Because you're always the one to break my heart, over and over again.''

Dead Memories. My mind keeps on replaying
memories of us each and every night
as I lay restless on my bed,
laying my head on a pillow
as I sing myself to sleep.

I am lost in the shadows
as I'm trying to find my way back home,
but I know that my home was always with you.

I told you that I would change,
that I'd paint the sky black for you
so it can match your broken heart.
I told you that I'd catch a rainbow in a heartbeat for you,
but I know that I was never good enough to be yours.

All I ever wanted was for you to say the words ''I love you,''
but we've always just been a dead memory
living in the past.

midnight loves company. At the stroke of midnight,
her heart breaks again
because she fell into a wonderland
full of false hope and dreamless nights.

At the stroke of midnight,
cold tears run down her cheeks
as her eyeliner gets smeared
because she doesn't believe that she is beautiful.
(She believes that you took away her beauty.)

At the stroke of midnight,
her heart grows cold
as she screams into the night
for another heart.

the way we destroy ourselves.I'm sorry for every bad word that I ever said to you,
I didn't know I was the one to leave a hole in your heart
because your too afraid of being broken.
I'm sorry for letting go of your hand as I lost consciousness,
I should just stop breathing.
I'm sorry
just for existing
because right now
that feels like the worst thing
that i'm doing to you.

e x p o s e d. You've exposed my heart
by tearing it into pieces
which will never be complete.

You've exposed my soul
by leaving it dark
full of empty thoughts.

You've exposed me,
but I'm still gonna shine.

Bright Star. It's getting late
as I'm trying to reach for the moon
so I can get to you.

I'm counting shooting stars
that I have wished on,
but I'd give all of my wishes away just to have you back.

If I could,
I'd color your heart
with bright colors
because you've always been an angel.

Happiness. Happiness-
a lot of people believe it has to do with smiling,
but I think it's more about
how you feel inside.

The warmth inside your heart
that makes you want to melt in pieces,
that you would kill for.

I have caught it.

March On.I'm singing to you
this little broken melody
so you open your eyes and see the Sun.

If you March On,
we can make it through together
so you can be in my arms tonight.

Victim. She was the type of girl that always was holding her daddy's hand,
admiring him like he was the greatest thing to walk on the planet
but in the inside she only loved him
because he made her feel more strong.

She could handle her little secret
until her lips turn twisted in envy
while her mouth is caught in poison
as she screamed for another heart.

Her heart may be precious,
but she's just a monster inside.

Dream Boy.I love you because
my heart would tell you everything my lips never could,
since my lips were too afraid of being broken
and being too caught up in your smile.
My heart would always be my worst enemy.

I love you because
you always called me baby
and held me close whenever I felt broken,
because you always sang me a broken song
that filled new air in my lungs.

I love you because
you're the only one that can take my numb heart
and turn it into something beautiful,
because we all know just how beautiful you are.

shooting star. You're afraid of a shooting star
because you feel like you don't deserve to make a wish,
but baby boy,
you deserve all of the shooting stars
in the world,
because you are one.

liar, liar. Red always went so beautiful with your skin, baby girl.
it looked ever
so alive,
ever so lovely,
the red
trailing down your
twisted neck.

I was dead before you could even scream my name.

broken memories.We remember watching you tear our family photo apart
that used to sit on the top of our piano for ten years.

I remember crying as you broke the photo into pieces,
tearing the photograph apart
and letting your arms bleed with blood.
You said that blood ''never felt so good.''

Memories come and go,
but my love for you will never fade away.

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I'm sorry for letting go of your hand as I lost consciousness,
I should just stop breathing.
I'm sorry
just for existing
because right now
that feels like the worst thing
that i'm doing to you.

i will follow you in the dark. If Heaven and Hell share two different meanings
then I'll carry your heart with me
so I'll never have to go a day without you.
I promise that I'll always keep your heartbeat alive in the dark.

blast it. And I swear that your voice
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that have been lurking behind the shadows,
those type of memories that
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Girl: I've been waiting for you to say that for years.

Boy: and why is that?

Girl: Because I've always been yours.

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don't let me run.

by ~FallApartToHalftime, May 4, 2011, 1:46:47 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

_{Dose me up with sugar, baby.
I'm your drug
so watch me love you
as I heal your broken heart.

Bury all of your secrets in my skin,
Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins
and I swear that I'll love you.

_{Even if your love is nothing but a lie,
I promise we'll fall together like pieces in the world.

I'll never let go.}}

don't let me run.by ~FallApartToHalftime

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

©2011-2013 ~FallApartToHalftime

_{I've come to love you even more than I love myself, and no matter what you try and do, nothing could ever change that, baby.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------} ''Baptized in the river
I've seen a vision of my life
And I wanna be delivered.
In the city was a sinner
I've done a lot of things wrong,
But I swear I'm a believer.
Like the prodigal son
I was out on my own,
Now I'm trying to find my way back home.
Baptized in the river.
I'm delivered,
I'm delivered.'' -Good Charlotte.

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~Djessa123 May 6, 2011

beautiful

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~FallApartToHalftime May 6, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

_{thank you, lovely.}

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~Djessa123 May 6, 2011

welcome!

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~kallia-goldenwings May 5, 2011

just beautiful

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~FallApartToHalftime May 5, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

_{thank you, love.}

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~CalleighBlack May 5, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

I'm liking this a lot and loving the Stone Sour inspiration.

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~FallApartToHalftime May 5, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

_{thank you. <3}

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~CalleighBlack May 5, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

You're welcome.

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