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Nome: Dementia

Idade: Uma alma velha para o Sol

Aprecio: Musica Literatura Escrita Lua Mar Excentricidade Senilidade Embriaguez

Dispenso: Emaranhados de Pessoas Sufocantes Cinismo Hipocrisia e Afins Estereotipos Tudo o que seja propositado para me enervar

Sou:Louca Histérica Calma Paciente Paradoxo de mim mesma nos enleios caóticos de mim Teimosa Destrutiva Sonhadora Alucinada Desagregada do presente

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An Old Soul For the Sun


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The dreams i searched seem to fall away
It was so real at the begining,
Although now it seems to fade like clouds in the sky

I've come so far, holding, controling the pain
Inside it's still aching ...
I faked a new self, for myself
But the tears corroded the mask
It came to be all in vain

Somehow I've been hidding away all this time
Watching the surface of a brand new day
From a trapdoor covered in dirt
Trying to reach out to the light

Too late this time... I've built the exit too tight

I've even seen how you all handle these feelings
All your tears, I've tasted them before
I also mean to let you all out, you're no good for me
No piece of valid advice....

I will be the one to pull myself out.

I'm an old soul for the sun, raised in the depths
Of other's thoughts, pain and agonies
Somehow, sometimes, the only thing
I hear them do is to complain...
And it's getting hard for me to endure that

The croocked heart is too damaged to go on
No matter how hard I try to get out
It keeps pulling me back down
Hidding on the bottom of every hole
Laughing at what I became....

Maybe he's right....
I felt enough, done enough, said enough.
I'm fine now.