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temporary places



where i can hide

in your heart i remain

waiting for it to beat the same



as mine



finding love that never lasts

thought i had found my heart in you

never being happy with who i am

just wanting anyone to want me

then ill be okay



temporary places

beneath my skirt

of my heart

it lifts and the show begins



a girl in silk dresses

walking towards you its timeless

and on repeat

she trips and falls into you arms

shes drunk

she longs to fall into sleep and forget

forget herself to you

for such a person who has such a self

it seems stupid



the show its a masequarade

she wants to be your wife

protected from the world and herself



but all she finds are temporary places

to rest her head

to coma out

shes had too much

too much of this live

shes drunk and spewing

rejecting it all

apperances can be decieving

she knows as she shows herself

all bones and so so pretty

but sooner or later youll see her inability



and thats why she can only rest for a short time

in temporary havens

of somebodys arms

to rock her to sleep

so she can sleep



so thinking shes found it in you

until she can no longer sleep again

her face becomes a shadow of what she used to be

shes living of you

until all the blood is gone.

im nothing but a leech.



there's no more fairytales.

(I cant accept responsibilty for all I have forsaken

Searching for love in temporary places

my soul is windowless

big thick bars)