Pretty Songs (2011)

Pretty songs,

Sung late at night,

But they're not for me...

No,

No...

Even though I've already decided,

Or maybe not after all...

It saddens me though,

To think about it,

And when presented to me,

I'm not sure I actually want it after all...

It's not all the silver lining I've always imagined,

Not everything that glitters is gold...

Or maybe I'm just tired,

And not over it after all...

Pretty songs,

Sung late at night,

But they're not for me...

No,

No...

And nothing's really decided,

Nothing's ever set in stone...

I love you,

I think...

It comes and it goes,

Ebbs and flows,

The currents of my heart,

A path I don't know myself:

I don't know where I'm going,

Or where you are taking me,

But then again,

I've never really known;

Now have I?

I just follow you wherever you go,

I sit and listen,

Breathless and wide eyed with wonder,

You swept me away from the start...

You saved my life,

And sometimes I find myself wondering:

-Will you eventually destroy it also?

Oh pretty songs,

Sung late at night,

But they're not for me,

No,

No...

What is it you want my dear?

Can you tell me that?


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Emo, angsty gothic love stories, mostly some kind of poetry. A passion I didn't know I had until I was about 21. Something that I have been doing mostly consistently ever since. My pen name is Belasrose, my online name is Caerid Lock.
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