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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

Devaneios



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Selfishness



Empty handed I reach the lifeless river that flows deep into you
I crawl alone the path of doom that once felt like green fields of green grass and sunshine

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It's patethic ...
And yes. I Am selfish.
I am the one and only reason I breathe
I am the one and only thing I believe in
I am, for me.
And I lie too

Not everything is as it seems
Not every sunbeam can wonder forever in the dark
And this sunbeam has wondered for too long
I've gone blind from the long walk

No angels wonder this earth
That is a myth
And fools are the ones who believe in it
I am lucid
Or simply Insane
Dementia is my middle name

No more fools are those who believe only in what their eyes see
Than those who believe in everything that lies beneath those shade coloured truths

Insane, aren't we all?

I once said I believe and I exist only for myself
That I am selfish
That I don't dream at all

There are somethings about me you'll never know
There are feelings I have that no one will ever feel
There is more to this self indulgent life than meets the eye

I am for everyone who'll have me for what I am
I'll dream on, neverminding all the rules of wisdom and common sense
I'll love like I never loved before
I already do, in my own tripped way

I already love too much
In a way that my heart nearly stops when you leave
I love the way you love me back
And most of all I love to know I make you feel loved.
Selfish these feelings, aren't they?

I once said I was self-minded teenage bitch
Well, I'm a liar too.