I was so out of place
I kept a close eye stuck on the clock instead
Pulling out all the pictures of you
The pictures of you that I drew
And in my head you're always right there
No matter the worries or even the tears, I fear
If I close my eyes I'll miss one second of your life
And leave myself lost in the blank pages that were left
They could write a story, the eyes I dream of at night
And I would, I would, hang on every word like a knife
To the throat of all the past nights I spent
Wondering why I couldn't smile and if I'd even make it to this
But in my head you're always right there
Waiting for me to come take you in my arms
And hold you 'til the night grows too dark
But if I close my eyes I'll miss one second of your life
And leave myself lost in the blank pages that were left
My heart, it beats softly for you
My breath, it breathes heavy for your touch
My mind, it draws these pictures of you
Of me with you
As I wait for my kiss to finally be met
In my head I get to kiss you all the time
No matter what the distance, you're always mine
But if I close my eyes I'll miss one second of your life
And leave myself lost in the blank pages that were left
And leave myself lost in the lines I never said
















Devious Comments
Comments
I like..
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Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.
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If you want boobs, man, I support that. I support that like a bra.
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If you want boobs, man, I support that. I support that like a bra.
Seriously <3
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"Be yourself, don't take anyone's shit, and never let them take you alive." ~ Gerard Way
BRILLIANCE IN INNOCENCE
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Yeah, I think that's my favorite too ^^
I'm glad you like it!
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If you want boobs, man, I support that. I support that like a bra.
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"Be yourself, don't take anyone's shit, and never let them take you alive." ~ Gerard Way
BRILLIANCE IN INNOCENCE
My Stock Site ---> [link]
My breath, it breathes heavy for your touch
My mind, it draws these pictures of you
Of me with you
As I wait for my kiss to finally be met
In my head I get to kiss you all the time
No matter what the distance, you're always mine
But if I close my eyes I'll miss one second of your life
And leave myself lost in the blank pages that were left
And leave myself lost in the lines I never said
The best part was the sensations in the first stanza I quoted here. Universal, clear, and passionate images... I like the stanza following because of the song type of feel to it, and for that matter the nearly lyrical ease of the whole piece (If I heard it to music it would probably be a lot clearer to me) and I really like the ending, it really captures everything you want to say in all the preeding lines in one quick line. Good job, Dixie
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If you want boobs, man, I support that. I support that like a bra.
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