When it hits, it hits hard
Worse for you, because آپ saw it coming from the start
A blizzard of thoughts and truths buzz around your head
آپ can't think, it makes آپ wish for death.
Blood and sacrifice are your devotions,
but life can only give so many promotions
Soon, it will give up on you.
Give up first.
The pain it brushes against your cheek,
A touch so soft, leaving آپ so weak
The broken glass of a stained window leaves آپ praying,
He's the devil's spawn, he's recreating
What was gone for good once.
But he's not for good, he's for bad.
And bringing back what made us sad.
Life is over,
I'll make it past
But you, آپ cannot last
آپ saw this coming,
But for yourself, only hate is what آپ have
Break free from the silence,
Open a new form of defiance
Break the window,
a passage opens,
See yourself through,
a life آپ know,
The one آپ had,
if آپ had the chance,
would آپ go back?
Even if it meant losing what little آپ have now...
To get so much مزید in the end, refuse, how?
When آپ cry, all I can think of is ending it all.
But, I won't until I know you're alright.
آپ saw it coming.
When light wasn't enough to suffice your good deeds.
آپ saw it coming when they thought they won, the young teens.
آپ looked hopeful, when آپ saw her smile.
But it didn't last, for even a little while.
But would آپ see it coming...
if I just gave up?
Would آپ see it coming if I had enough?
Would آپ see it coming if I continued to cut?
Would آپ see it coming, if I ended it all?
آپ wouldn't see it coming,
that I won't allow.
آپ won't see it coming,
when I take my final bow.
آپ saw it coming.
And, her آپ will be loving.
آپ and her are perfect.
You're مزید than words've ever said.
You're the world, and آپ don't believe it.
Sometimes we all just wish you'd see it.
Take a deep breath, when آپ see her coming.
Because it'll be آپ سے طرف کی her side,
keeping her دل running.
Worse for you, because آپ saw it coming from the start
A blizzard of thoughts and truths buzz around your head
آپ can't think, it makes آپ wish for death.
Blood and sacrifice are your devotions,
but life can only give so many promotions
Soon, it will give up on you.
Give up first.
The pain it brushes against your cheek,
A touch so soft, leaving آپ so weak
The broken glass of a stained window leaves آپ praying,
He's the devil's spawn, he's recreating
What was gone for good once.
But he's not for good, he's for bad.
And bringing back what made us sad.
Life is over,
I'll make it past
But you, آپ cannot last
آپ saw this coming,
But for yourself, only hate is what آپ have
Break free from the silence,
Open a new form of defiance
Break the window,
a passage opens,
See yourself through,
a life آپ know,
The one آپ had,
if آپ had the chance,
would آپ go back?
Even if it meant losing what little آپ have now...
To get so much مزید in the end, refuse, how?
When آپ cry, all I can think of is ending it all.
But, I won't until I know you're alright.
آپ saw it coming.
When light wasn't enough to suffice your good deeds.
آپ saw it coming when they thought they won, the young teens.
آپ looked hopeful, when آپ saw her smile.
But it didn't last, for even a little while.
But would آپ see it coming...
if I just gave up?
Would آپ see it coming if I had enough?
Would آپ see it coming if I continued to cut?
Would آپ see it coming, if I ended it all?
آپ wouldn't see it coming,
that I won't allow.
آپ won't see it coming,
when I take my final bow.
آپ saw it coming.
And, her آپ will be loving.
آپ and her are perfect.
You're مزید than words've ever said.
You're the world, and آپ don't believe it.
Sometimes we all just wish you'd see it.
Take a deep breath, when آپ see her coming.
Because it'll be آپ سے طرف کی her side,
keeping her دل running.
Give away to the morning
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the دن go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the دن go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...
We're all human.
"It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and pink in it."
Shaun
I wonder, sometimes, if she ever thinks of me.
If she knows that I kept only one picture of her. Anything else was just too painful. In the picture, she doesn't know I am taking it until the camera flash goes off. She has been sitting at the ڈیسک in her old bedroom, and she is half-smiling.
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I walk up to her, not breaking eye contact. Nothing existed but her.
The little girl was perched on her hip.
I trailed my fingers down her jawline. She still didn't move.
"Why did آپ leave?"
I wonder, sometimes, if she ever thinks of me.
If she knows that I kept only one picture of her. Anything else was just too painful. In the picture, she doesn't know I am taking it until the camera flash goes off. She has been sitting at the ڈیسک in her old bedroom, and she is half-smiling.
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I walk up to her, not breaking eye contact. Nothing existed but her.
The little girl was perched on her hip.
I trailed my fingers down her jawline. She still didn't move.
"Why did آپ leave?"
