Aesthetic perfection has fooled me once again.
You're not who I expected you to be.
But you'll always be the one who feels like home.
And with your hollow words,
your plastic smile,
your glittered eyes,
and that devilish figure,
you still have the most beautiful name I've ever cursed.
Yet I wait here until you find your way.
Stuck by the time wasting me away.
I'll spend the rest of my days praying
For an end to this misery;;
Seems like this mystery has brought me down to my knees,
But you'll always be the one who feels like home.
And still the seasons change regularly,
yet so does your charm.
Summer's end has come and with it comes sorrow.
Will you fly with me tonight?
I promise I'll be there by the first glimpse of moonlight.
If I am unsuccesful then I shall pray once again
For an end to this misery;;
Disheartening, isn't it?
Living in this loathsome world we call home.
Yet love lives external and internal.
Even in death it shall not fade♥
Author notes
Randomness and Weirdness. My favorite two types of writing<3
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You're Always Stealing Songs.
I Love You<3
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AHHmazing doll, oh-so-amazing
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oh wow.
i think this is even better than what you normally write. you seem to excel more in your writing when you're not trying to be 'dirty pretty.' that shit is dead anyway haha.
"But you'll always be the one who feels like home."
that line is so beautiul,
and it seriously punched me in the face when i read it.
i KNOW that feeling. its the best damn thing in the whole world yet the scariest also because you're afraid of it going away. buuut enough of my rambling; great write!
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