When she fell, she feel apart.
Cracked her bones on the pavement she once decorated
as a child with sidewalk chalk
When she crashed, her clothes disintegrated and blew away
with the winds that took all of her fair-weather friends
When she crashed, her clothes disintegrated and blew away
She broke her bones on the sidewalk that had been painted with chalk as a child
When she crashed, her clothes were torn and she was gone with all her false friends.
When she looked around, her skin was spattered with ink
forming the words of a thousand voices
Echoes she heard even in her sleep:
"Whatever you say, it is not right."
"Whatever you do, it is not enough."
"Your kindness is fake."
"Your pain is manipulative."
When she looked around, her skin was splattered with ink
A thousand sounds formed that she could hear in her sleep Echoes of:
“No matter what you say is wrong”
“No matter what you do it’s not enough”
“Your kindness is false "
"Your pain is just to control others"
When she lay there on the ground,
She dreamed of time machines and revenge
and a love that was really something,
Not just the idea of ??something.
As she lay on the ground
She dreamed of a time machine And revenge
And a great love
rather than just a concept
When she finally rose, she rose slowly
Avoiding old haunts and sidestepping shiny pennies
Wary of phone calls and promises,
Charmers, dandies and get-love-quick-schemes
She finally slowly Stand up
Be wary of old friends, avoid temptations
Be wary of every call and promise
Charming people, playboys and quick courtship tricks.
When she stood, she stood with a desolate knowingness
Waded out into the dark, wild ocean up to her neck
Bathed in her brokenness
Said a prayer of gratitude for each chink in the armor
she never knew she needed
Standing broad-shouldered next to her
was a love that was really something,
not just the idea of ??something.
She stood, lonely but understood,
flowing into the endless blackness, drowning up to her neck of water,
Drowning in her sorrow
She is grateful for every chink in the armor she never knew she needed
Standing next to her with a shoulder width, it is a real love
not just a concept
When she turned to go home,
She heard the echoes of new words
"May your heart remain breakable
But never by the same hand twice"
And even louder:< /p>
"without your past,
you could never have arrived-
so wondrously and brutally,
By design or some violent, exquisite happenstance
...here"
When she turned to go home
she heard an echo of entirely new words
May your heart remain fragile
But never let the same person hurt you twice
The echo became louder:
"Without you
You can never be so cruel and beautiful
Out of carefully designed, crude and exquisite accidents
...you got here"
p>Let go of the ones who hurt you
Let go of the ones you outgrow
>Let go of the words they hurl your way as you're walking out the door
In this hedge maze of life ( The only thing cut and dry
In this hedge-maze life
Is the fact that their words will cut )
But your tears will dry (but your tears will dry)
Hold on to the faint recognition of you in the eyes of passers-by. recognition in the eye of a stranger)
As it catches you in its lustrous net
Fate makes us doomed to each other (How quickly we become intertwined)
HOW wonderful it is to forget
All the times your intuition failed you< /p>
But it hasn't killed you yet
Hold on to childlike whims
Moonlight and moonlight swims
and your blazing self-respect
Don’t let go of any of these
If you open And if you drive the roads of this town
Ones you've gone down so many times before
Memory Flashback to all the times
Life nearly ran you off the road
But tonight you hold on tight But tonight your hand is steady
Suddenly you'll know
The trick to holding on
Open arms to embrace the world (Was all that letting go)
Goodbye Mr. "Perfectly fine" (Goodbye Mr. "Perfectly fine")
After breaking my heart , is your heart okay? （How's your heart after breakin' mine?）
Goodbye Mr. "Casually cruel" (Goodbye Mr. "Casually cruel")
Goodbye Mr. "Everything" revolves around you")
I've been Miss "Misery" for the last time (I've been Miss "Misery" for the last time)
And you are still the same Mr. "Misery" 're Mr. "Perfectly fine")
You're perfectly fine
2017.11.28
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