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Little Mountains In The Sky

Little floating mountains in the sky, covered in snow all painted white. A monument of what once was, The things we said but could never be. Blocking out the Sun and Sheltering us from its lights little sugar-coated lies in everyone's eyes the promises we made but never meant to keep our voices are so meaningless they're just waves in the Wind. The door is standing open wide in front of you and if you dare to cross it will lead to your room where somberly you sleep waiting for the kiss of the morning sun to come and wake you from your dreams. Oh I'm fine, but the moment I saw you turn around is when I began to die. Oh I'm fine, but the moment I saw you walk away that's when my hell began. Thinking back at all the things I used to have my losses as great as have been will never determine my spirits Within.

I failed.

I just wish you the best!

I went to hell and came back empty handed.

I lost you... I lost it all!!!

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People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.

Jim Morrison (via hqlines)

Ode to Woe

In eternal silence, I’ll wait for you.

In eternal fire, I’ll burn for you.

Time shall pass, yet a stone I’ll remain.

Time shall pass, yet alone I’ll remain.

Forever I will try to make amends.

Till my body breaks and my mind fades.

Dar todo para recibir nada a cambio, ya cansa. In the end I let fear and pain overtake my senses, clouded minds clashed till the sparks burned the city to the ground. I always had the best intentions. Prefiero ser un fansasta, Adios!

You might not see it, but I do. You handed him the rebound.

Tears down my face, Hands turned to fists, Today I've had enough, Tonight I learn to stop. It's all or nothing, I give my all, I will not stand for mediocrity.

I can see it, I can feel it. If i get hurt it is because I let it be that way. I see the world on fire, yet I dive right in. I'm sorry my dear you will understand.