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Beautiful Disaster
The heart hears a hauntingly sad tune, there is no dancing inside of this room. My heart only beats to the sound of your name, a twist of fate is one hellish cruel way to play the game. A rushing of blood drums in my ears, which only entices my innermost fears. And you're treasuring this, I can tell by your stance, you sing all the right words, still I'm too scared to dance. What will happen if these words are another wicked lie, surely this time I will sink without a lifeboat, left to die. Why can't I finally walk away and let you just go, you hold the key to my heart, trapped in your mighty glow So I lose either way, can't live with you, die without you, a bittersweet conclusion bathed in a fluid, deathly blue. As icy as your hands, one round my throat, one at my waist, biting as your lips meet mine, one final time, my blood is laced. A requiem of a dream you've crushed without care, leaving me with nothing more than a wing and a prayer. Trapped in a corner where my memories hide, you've managed to rape me of everything, even my pride. Every last ounce of my dignity, now in your possession, a sinister way to ensure you imprint a lasting impression. Here, take my breath, slow and steady or with violence, For we will never dance again, the melodies made scream silence. Overdosed on a emptiness that now begins to consume me, living this nightmare, the ghost of you I cannot set free. Swirling gusts of memories begin to kill me even faster, Just remember us as another beautiful disaster. A/N this was my first co-write, which I wrote with a friend. I really enjoyed it, will definitely co-write again
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