Take me to a cave, where a shining darkness behaves
Dig me a grave, where I’ll stuff my dreams and rave
Make me a slave, to the unrealized hope I still crave
words desperate for a hug
Take me to a cave, where a shining darkness behaves
Dig me a grave, where I’ll stuff my dreams and rave
Make me a slave, to the unrealized hope I still crave
Your purpose became a hostage of the past, the ransom is your future, that if you want your present to last
Your were a caged whisper,
She was a cold flame with a warm heart, she was a stained image within a piece of art
She was beautifully wrong and a bit sane, she was a rough pillow and a cozy chain
A song changes how you feel, a dream builds a new reality for you to heal
A path leads you to your only, a future thinks otherwise and suddenly you’re lonely
A memory as fresh as hell, a story writing itself and you know it well
A new star giving birth far in the sky, a weak light reveals a new lie and all you do is sigh
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Do you believe in magic and fairytales, have you ever seen beauty in margins and minor details
Have you thought of surviving your own story, unless you mixed your handwriting with others’ glory
Are these falling angels the reason your conscious is always numb, are you even aware that a stranger in your own flesh is all you have become
A song changes how you feel, a dream builds a new reality for you to heal
A path leads you to your only, a future thinks otherwise and suddenly you’re lonely
A memory as fresh as hell, a story writing itself and you know it well
A new star giving birth far in the sky, a weak light reveals a new lie and all you do is sigh
A couple of dark droplets keep circling his heart, causing him to lose trust in his surroundings and crushes him into parts
He never minded though, he waits for the future with a hopeful thought
He often finds it hard to escape the night, knowing how bad it can get when everyone is out of sight
It is a word of four, created to prevent sacrifices and war
To some it’s the fundamental core, for each relationship and more
To the rest it’s a cursed floor, on which they wouldn’t walk, not anymore
To be honest it may leave you sore, as it slides away and slams the ancient door
To say it’s a gamble you must explore,
could be a lie or the truth you’ll have to endure
You got hit in the deepest bone,
bled hot fluids and left alone
You stopped listening to the roaring screams, closed your eyes but couldn’t embrace the broken dreams
You tried to stand up using your hands,
only to find them coupled with some careless strands
You are nothing but a twisted soul,
damned by people and out of control
It may not be too late for you to be something great, but I heard that you got used to it and called it fate
What if I give you something to focus on, perhaps you’ll stop being a joke and spoken on