stare at an image from far back, and you see perfection
but look close, watch my rejection
my eyes hold all the hearts
the ones i shattered in my past
lost loves who've lost me
they thought i was the one
they thought i was the answer
but i am a just liar
a quivering heart breaker
a calmness-shaker
i have found the way to hold him in my arms
to make him feel there is no harm
and then let him fall
i am a terrible person
beneath this oil paint that is my beauty
i am a smile turned upside down on my face
to hide what is there to see
(but if you just look closely)
damn you all for making me what i've become
queens would have no power if their servents would just ignore them
i want to stop this breaking but your just reanimating me
i die each time you cry
and you still hold me tight
breath life into me
never just letting my lone corpse be
i am the question in the sky
so you've asked me who i am
i am the queen of the damned
i am a sad little girl
who hold the whole world in a shinning smile
my beauty is my curse and it only gets worse
i am the queen of the damned
the killer of man
the heart-breaker
i am the one who can make you laugh
right after your mother has died
i've tried not crossing that line
i've tried being a friend who stays a friend
i've tried
but they never seem to see that i...
what i...
how i...
could bury them alive
so you've asked me who i am
i am the sarrow in your eyes
i am the reason you bend your will to mine
i am the love locked inside
i am
the heart-breaker
but now dont you dare ask me why
Author notes
this is a deeper issue i've had with my self. its something i wished i could change. but its just something that must remain. well...that must had remained...for now...its gone...but i guess some things can still be held in memories false shadows...even long after they stoped breathing in realities light.
also this is written in lyrical form, so...that might account for how some of the words are written so that i remember how to sing certain parts...if i even decide to do anything with it. but yeah...thats about it...i hope you liked it.
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- Identity by Escape--.
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