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I wanna smell the treesI wanna smell the trees I wanna feel the breeze Against my aging skin Filling the cracks in my faceI wanna smell the trees
Lengthy grass cut to size Scented themes arise From the soil below Reminding of what I sow
Creeping spirits force my appreciation For the scenes unfolding Before my swollen eyes
Home anchors this tease Calling for my arrival


DESTINATION : ParanoiaThe train is closing in Empty station Familiar conductorDESTINATION : Paranoia
Ticket in my fingers This trip I cannot bare Destination known Path alone
Overwhelming jitters Take hold of my hand Hiding in the sleeve
The hissing as the brakes jolt My transport comes to a halt The doors slide open And the familiar man calls Destination: Paranoia, all aboard


padded wallsThese padded walls are my only comfort Leaning against their loving embrace: - an acorn in fertile soilpadded walls
if I could choose if it were my choice these padded walls would be my home; an eternal bliss
avoiding social responsibility avoiding societies terms: job knee ring semen pram picket fence bore death
between these four walls I breathe without a sigh My tears evaporate constantly And I can read the writing on the wall As my hand moves across the words with ease
The world is not for me,


Empty FeelingsIn so much pain, no longer I feel. I tried to scream out but the voice wasn't there. I was trapped in the dark so that's where I stayed. No easy way out so without light I will fade.Empty Feelings
Air's getting thinner gasping for air. Reached for the drink but I stopped with despair. Slowly sat down when I thought just too much. Fell into chaos when feelings were lost.
Lost in my mind, 'cos my mind needs to think. Distracted by friends who lie as they blink. Stabbed in the back once, I'll never forget. Forgiven them now, Bet they'll do it again.
Growing more para
Guitar

Flashbacksyou taught me flowers fade in autumn just like emotions disappear but you forgot to mention spring will make them bloom.Flashbacks
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before, we used to sit by the creek and play with fireflies and dream of the ocean; now I sit by the seashore reminiscing, wondering why the dream chose only me.
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getting old by her side seemed perfectly fine then until you found out she was only feeding you lies in forms of strawberry ice-cream and chocolate stars. (but even then you couldn't stop loving those sweet lies)
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the darkne
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i tell you the sky is blue!
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