A/N: This is not much my type of écriture style, but I'm going to try it out. Hope toi like it. Please rate !
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This is a new day, a fine clear sky
Trades the sun to mock our sight
With these eyes, I see no blue
He’s clutching my arm, and yelling
Yelling what? I don’t know
But I’m falling, we’re falling
Falling into a hole, digging our my souls up
For someone else to find
If this is what I get for having one
I don’t want it anymore
And there are rose-less thorns
Biting my hand,
It hurts, and I’m crying
You’re hurt, and you’re dying
I don’t know how it feels
To have a gun held to my chest
ou a bullet where my cœur, coeur used to be
But the endless flow of harsh words
Razor sharp on our minds
Killing the chance of a confident thought?
Well, I could tell toi something about that.
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(And I would be forever greaful if toi comment)
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This is a new day, a fine clear sky
Trades the sun to mock our sight
With these eyes, I see no blue
He’s clutching my arm, and yelling
Yelling what? I don’t know
But I’m falling, we’re falling
Falling into a hole, digging our my souls up
For someone else to find
If this is what I get for having one
I don’t want it anymore
And there are rose-less thorns
Biting my hand,
It hurts, and I’m crying
You’re hurt, and you’re dying
I don’t know how it feels
To have a gun held to my chest
ou a bullet where my cœur, coeur used to be
But the endless flow of harsh words
Razor sharp on our minds
Killing the chance of a confident thought?
Well, I could tell toi something about that.
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(And I would be forever greaful if toi comment)
Serena
Kayla was raped in her own house.
What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.
When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.
That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.
The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but toi don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe toi just don't have the strength to carry on any more.
toi can dry up the tears toi see, but toi can never dry up the tears your cœur, coeur sheds. Because when toi cry, your cœur, coeur gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
Kayla was raped in her own house.
What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.
When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.
That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.
The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but toi don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe toi just don't have the strength to carry on any more.
toi can dry up the tears toi see, but toi can never dry up the tears your cœur, coeur sheds. Because when toi cry, your cœur, coeur gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
I hate you
But I just can’t seem to break you
Do I want toi here?
Do I want toi gone?
Everyone says your such a tease
But not to me
Are toi real?
Are toi fake?
Do I need to be
With this drama queen
toi spout lies
No truth to be found
Why am I still
Trying to see the good in you?
Is it worth it?
Should I listen to them?
They tell me to go
Before I’m a victim
Of toi mighty undoing
I won’t fall
I’ve made a promise
Can I keep it?
Will I leave?
Will I remain?
Promises
Sins
They all appear
The same
Lies
Sentences
Preach the
Difference
I’m listening to you
I can’t break you
I’m falling now
No one to catch me
Do I leave now
That I’ve fallen
Are toi worth my time?
Am I worth this pain?
God, help me choose
For this is not my decision
Any longer
I’ve put my faith in my despair
Now montrer me the answer
Tell me what to do
Do I stay
ou do I leave you?
But I just can’t seem to break you
Do I want toi here?
Do I want toi gone?
Everyone says your such a tease
But not to me
Are toi real?
Are toi fake?
Do I need to be
With this drama queen
toi spout lies
No truth to be found
Why am I still
Trying to see the good in you?
Is it worth it?
Should I listen to them?
They tell me to go
Before I’m a victim
Of toi mighty undoing
I won’t fall
I’ve made a promise
Can I keep it?
Will I leave?
Will I remain?
Promises
Sins
They all appear
The same
Lies
Sentences
Preach the
Difference
I’m listening to you
I can’t break you
I’m falling now
No one to catch me
Do I leave now
That I’ve fallen
Are toi worth my time?
Am I worth this pain?
God, help me choose
For this is not my decision
Any longer
I’ve put my faith in my despair
Now montrer me the answer
Tell me what to do
Do I stay
ou do I leave you?