dinsdag 14 augustus 2012

All that remains


There was this image inside my mind
An idea of a picture perfect life
You used to be a part of it

Every time I looked inside your eyes
That picture forgot all of the lies
And I felt like I was well fed

But the picture has long since faded
I burned the remains with your hatred
On the ashes I rebuild myself

It's the perfect time for you to leave
Get out of my mind and take away your grief
Because I am done talking to you

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