BLACK BLVVD IN THE VEINS
Huh, what? Who said that I'm friendly inside as well as at first sight? Black blood runs through my veins but it's not the worst pie, My heart is beating somewhere behind the ribs, but I don't hear a sound, I don't want to think about the scars on it and the old wounds. In my eyes, you'll not see the pupils, CUZ THEY'RE COMPLETELY FILLED WITH BLACK, Trust me, don't dig into my past, YOU'RE GONNA GO CRAZY IN MY HEAD, YOU WILL REGRET THAT STEP, AND THEN NOTHING WILL HELP. If I open my soul I become a living virus, The fact that I'm distant doesn't make me a sick psycho, I'm just tryna find myself in this world and find a title, UNLIKE Y'ALL, I DON'T WEAR ANY MASKS N' I'M NOT A LIAR. Funny shit that everything I write partly happens only in my head, It's all just my fantasy, I'm tryna make my world in my own brain...
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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