Recolation Of What Will Never Be Thought Of.

Gazed at the stars.

I can only imagin what they dream.

Or what it means to be.

 

A rising city.

Lies at my finger tips.

I made these mistakes.

But they were mine to make.

A Burt down city of beauty.

Blood and lipstick.

 

Something in these eyes tell me.

That this is the end.

A needles thread.

Is all that I was.

This picture is all I ever see.

 

Rome will always fall.

Shadows become the walls.

 

I'm not the same kid I was last week.

Im a little more weak.

 

A double hamicide,

Suicide.

On each others grave.

Jet black razor blade.

Dont you want to celebrate?

I'm sorry my mistake.

 

I saw myself fall from this cliff.

Or was it that bridge?

 

On and on and on.

You gotta run.

From burning ashes.

OF A BOMB RADE ON MY B-DAY.

 

A lie is a lie.

The truth is the truth.

I am me.

And you are you.

Turn the lie into the truth.

And make the truth a lie.

We are the same.

 

I'm not the same kid I was last week.

Author's Note

Well I'm kinda tired
and bored
i think this is a so-so

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[jumbie's #1 fan]

A lie is a lie.
The truth is the truth.
I am me.
And you are you.
Turn the lie into the truth.
And make the truth a lie.
We are the same.

I love this verse, harry. Regardless of your tired-ish...ness...thing...it was very cool.
Remember, Rome can't fall...you know why...fake blood...broken nose...plastic ring...you get it