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Bloom
Bloom
The thought of you is like pain, a sweet bitter pain
but pain never felt so good, but it's gone like dust in the wind
And it's a game that I know I can’t win
it gives me momentary peace. I repeat and repeat
it gives me momentary peace..
But pain isn’t the only emotion that reminds me of you and of me
I’ve come to realize I can’t be who you want me to be.
I love you.
I love the thought of you and me
but things are the way they are supposed to be..
I think..
I don’t know what to think My mind is so fixated on the thought of you I’ve grown blind to the reality of life.
You, yes you
you're all I see.
Like a ROSE
Your thorns cut deep and deep
As I try to sleep and I try to eat
I hate myself even more because I can’t dream without seeing your beautiful face.
And seeing my disgusting guilt.
Like a shadow that haunts me
Like a sick memory of who I don't want to be.
With every Rose that blooms one falls
and darling I’m the one that has seen enough
and you’re the one who wants to see more.
So go and explore while I sit on the floor in a pool of agony and despair. Because that’s all I’ll ever see.
So bloom.
Be the Rose you always wanted to be.
