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“so ill push you away even though you never came because silence speaks louder than words“
This perfect photograph
Portraying this dismantled obsession that is me
If we call this life I'll die tonight
A burden in December this picture to remember
Why does it seem so meaningless is this time a waste
Was it worth the waiting, what's it for
This perfect photograph
Portraying this dismantled possession of a life
This picture is my bloodbath, sucking the life with every breath
This photograph of me
Lies in the ashes of existence
Old is GOLD. Awesome lovely song. #NewMusic #Newbeat. #oldlyrics
Snippet from a new song I'm working on #oldlyrics #eyewrinklesftw
..I’d be crazy not to follow,
follow where You lead.
Some personal time with my guitar #letgo #oldlyrics #soundcloud #whyitooktheacrylicsoff #girlsandguitars
Broken images of a distant past, retrace the steps of a forgotten time. We hurt ourselves so much, for the price of acknowledgement. I wish that life was easier for us all, I wish that there was always a level playing field. Cruel conditioning of our hearts, we follow it blindly with all our hopes and dreams. Never really knowing the story, we play the characters, we don't know our part. Sleepless nights, let the memories race. Are we destined for glory or for disgrace. Pain is a reminder that we are alive, regret is a reminder that we make mistakes. We all get taught to better ourselves, but how many of us actually learn.