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I, oh I,
am a ghost
Am I here?
Who knows
I, oh I, am scared
of the unfeeling death
of the unfeeling death
I, oh I, am scared
of the feeling life
of the feeling life
I, am afraid to die
but I cannot lie
I dont want this life
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So I float
with the cold
unfeeling death
and the cruel, callous life
I'm toeing the line
You're a lot like me
We feel things similarily
We see things through
broken mirrors, hazy eyes
but were different,
'cause I'm a ghost,
and you're alive
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So I float
with the cold
unfeeling death
and the cruel, callous life
I'm toeing the line
a zombie walks circles
around my headÂ
I get the feeling
I'm almost dead
an apparation
who doesnt know
what hes thinking
or what he hopes
Im a stranger
to all alive
im an heir
to those who've died
Im getting close, now
I'm feeling lost
I think I'm better now
But I'm not
it never lasts long
feeling well
If I sleep now
could you tell?
When I'm happy
When I'm said
When I'm neutral
When I'm mad
I start to drift, I start to float
Does it matter?
I'm just a ghost
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It's so nice
To be together
Forever, everÂ
After
Lets switch it up
I'll take your heart
And pull it apart
Watch the fated strings
Realise predestiny
Can you see it?
Let the bitter torment cloak you
Like a star about to go supernova
Let your implosion collapse galaxies
But you can't run
From what lives inside you
Will your coal become diamonds,
Or will your decadence shine on spilled oil?
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What if love isnt enough for me
What if love isnt what i want
What if love isnt meant for me?
What if love isnt something I can feel
Does that mean ill be alone?
Forgotten, at the curtain call?
What if I want love without the eros?
What if I want love without the pain
What if i want someone to love me again?
Will they leave me, Just like you
Because the love I want isnt good enough for you?
Because I love different, is it bad?
Because I love different, will you be sad?
Will you leave me, all alone?
Am i destined to be alone?
Somehow, I dont thi-ink so!
my love is different thats for sure
My love is different
But its neither less or more!
My love is beautiful its true!
Even if its not for you
My love is sweet my love is real
Love is something I can feel
My love is different, its true!
But there are others who feel it too
My love is real ♡
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sometimes I hate myself
why is everything so hard?
Why cant I just be normal?
I have never felt more alone
than to cry with the storm
and have noone notice
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I feel like crying
but I cant
I feel empty
distant
incomplete
around me the rain falls
calming, luring,
pulling me to sleep
the wind rustles the leaves
trees dancing in the gentle breeze
and so I feel at peace
yet still
incomplete
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other people dream of weddings
of a double story house and picket fences
i dream of disappearing
i dream of turning into a beam of light
i dream of becoming a phoenix
of flying away from everything and everyone
no longer hurt by fire
but even a phoenix is a symbol of pain for me
it represents a person
burned by flames
scalded by heat
scarred by passion
and so I dream of making a scene
of screaming, crying
"Somebody help me!"
"Please! I'm dying."
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I find it weird when people say "If I were you," because it implies they would do something different. But if you were me, then you'd be me. How can you infer that you would be any different? Are you me in terms of nature or nurture? Do you have my genetic makeup, my DNA, my upbringing?
At what point do I cease to be?
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Panic
I imagine others feel nervous, or jittery
Maybe they feel simple exasperation
I feel dread, and slight panic
I hear screams
I hear silence
Time loses meaning
It slows, stops, starts, speeds
Almost out of time
Always out of time
No time for the world-weary
Uncertainty and anxiety, two sides of the same coin, each fueling the other in a panic-inducing cycle
Answer with a question, a declarative with an interrogative's inflection
Accept correction
But the panic doesn't leave
It lingers, clings,
Why now, after the danger has passed, do I feel the panic more than ever?
No one can change things retrospectively,
Yet the tears cannot be willed away
It's funny,
When we are sad, we go on a mission
When the dam remains strong we seek to distract,
But once its breaks or overflows,
Rather than fix the dam,
We actively seek misery
We make a day of it
Or is that just me?
How frightful it is to be so terribly alone
But also, how liberating,
To concern yourself with no one but yourself
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It frightened me
To have my shelter demolished
It panicked me
To have my shade ripped from me
So i snatched it back
Your reasons are rubbish and arguments asinine
Do you want whats best for us, or what looks best when you resign?
In your reign you have clipped your subjects wings
Detained them as you reigned them in on a leash
You preach and teach but do you practice?
You claim to listen to the voices
You claim to include them in your decisions
But I am not so stupid to think that shit aint rigged
Your "justice" is equivocal
Your "fair" too askew
It is too convenient for you
And youre complacent to think you've pulled the wool over our eyes
Because surpise!
We see steaming sewage attracting flies
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Ghost
I am a ghost
Am I here?
Who can tell
The only thing that separates us
Is that I am closer to death
I am scared of the unfeeling death
So too am I scared of the feeling life
So then, what solution can be offered?
I do not have the courage to die, nor the resolve to live
Thus, I float
With the cold, unfeeling void of death
And the conscious, callous cruelty of life
An apparition toeing the line
Separating this world and the next
A stranger to the living
An heir to the dead
But a ghost nonetheless
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Brave is Trying
I saw my nose and thought I'd cry
Covered my face with my arms and looked up at the sky
Clouds were swirling, some looked grey
The sun was shining; it was a beautiful day
So sad was I, in this moment
Achievements and impossibilities hanging on my head like clay
Cementing my despondency
As I tried to be brave
For the sake of my mother who sat with me
I was lazy, she'd say
I feel hopeless; am I truly as bad as she thinks of me? Can I be better than even I can conceive?
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Like a flower she turns her head to the sun; alive but never truly living
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Follow me into despair and you'll find what I have lost there
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a brief exchange
He tips his hat and lifts his hips
With a smile that lifts his lips
he turns around and says to me
"Oh well"
I've been here for a while
He's been gone a long long mile
I find underground a man who sees and  says with ire
"Do tell"
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A Resounding Inquiry
Every feat of life is planned
Did we ever understand?
Here we go, we're addicted to the fall
Did we know anything at all?
We're drinking up our feelings
Tail lights blinking up a storm
What's the truth behind a norm?
How are such things formed?
This pain has got me reeling
And in the end was there even a start?
A time where things werent pulled apart,
Examined from their heads to their hearts?
We lack a true home, twisting torment into art
Cause we only like the pain in which we never take part
We don't need to shape up, won't we ever wake up?
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So if it's just for now it's okay right? Where gentle palms caress... A path that leads to a shining tomorrow... Could it be too much to wish for this one light in a world that bears much darkness?
Because even the strongest mountains crumble to the effects of pressure. Even the deepest bodies whittle away from exposure to heat. Even the hottest deserts swing to the cool moon.
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