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Ottersea of Nagem
- Sometimes I feel broken
- Want to commit suicide just to feel alive and have these words spoken
- When I die I don't want to lie but that shit is chosen
- By the pigs of a suiciaty and this city with lights so golden
- Again I speak that I'm broken
- I'm in love and this crescendo is just another momento for the moments that haunt me
- This poem is just another hurt shit
- Of a sad old young man doubting if each second is worth it
- And we all heard it, the split of bones, a broken soul
- Or all the photographs burned in your mind 'bout the girl kid
- Never let it go because no else could understand it so just listen to this
- She's a black rose, shit I mean a thorned rose
- Wrapped in my cracked core that I can't let go
- I can't grow while I'm trying to remember
- Why I should hate her but I'm trapped in her splendor
- I can't wait for December to be a frozen twisted petal
- A masochistic picking up the broken glass of the sculpted ice
- Desperately wanting to hold it tight while she gives me the coldest bite
- Hands are black over the shade of your photographs
- Rainbows are black
- Nothing seems the same since there's no lame jokes and laughs
- Just another act taking the chance, out of breath as I dry heave
- Inside this broken mind is another fight scene
- Just another puppet tied to figure out what life means
- Aint no saint that ever tried to feel the night breeze
- Another small drink
- Alcoholic burn and its been a while since
- The all this honest hot list of emotion of a love towards an ottersea
- A hard bliss, another odyssey of a dumb click
- Please miss, odd it seems I'm still me
- Wanna see God but I'm part of the wrong I see
- Odd, I see that the devil's in me
- Just another C average who drowns down the sea of the ottersea of Nagem
- Gem? Na just an enigma or a saint one
- I aint one, just another uglinessessary to make fun
- My petrichor fell on the crown of thrones I want you to wear as a wedding ring
- On a day like this, I'll like to know more about the strangest kiss
- To grace my lips soaked in blood in the nightmare I call a daydream
- Want to study hieroglyphics to know the meaning of all the dots connected by your freckles
- Then I wake up with empty shell of a pigment
- Raise your image while you hold our distance that may be my figment
- Just another written vision of a stubborn bigot who doesn't listen
- Maybe I'm just sentimental or just another patient ready to go mental
- It's a pure intent when we whisper too intense cause you said 'be gentle'
- Fingertips feeling you stress, absorbing your scent, only then that's when it's too late to go
- Lately, that's how these dreams taste these days
- Every single step I make seems to always end up a mistake
- Blindfolded walking through center stage
- I don't need to age to feel that I'm at the state of dead
- Throat is bleeding, confidence slipping, swallowing the pride I hold within
- Neasuos living with feeling called love
- Yet you're miles above the bottom pit of hell I reside
- Feel dead inside to know that I'm still alive
- Can't change the past but kiss it now and make it last
- Time to turn this divertimento to it's crescendo
- Divirtiéndo mea drinking blood in an open bottle
- Getting drunk to break all the models
- You know the motto, I've been so bravado
- I spoke as if I was broken
- But I can disinfect the cuts with the blue oceans
- Every day we live with heavy choices
- Every time I look at her, look at me, drown me in a sewer full of poison
- Look at me, Look at her, and understand the notion
- How I was able to drown in the shallowest lagoons
- The darkness that consumes, the sadness, the gloom
- Sleep together ripping each others hearts apart
- She truly is pretty in the dark
- Confide in me, fine with me, another friend hears why I'm me
- Dear diary, my lip's cracked as I try to speak back
- At what I lack walking with lion's feet
- I am weak
- Defiant enough to reach the peak
- Whiskey speaks and the choirs sing
- It's enough to play this five year hide and seek
- So tell me pretty lady underneath the hundreth skin
- Sundered by the upper teeth wolves that I know
- A dream of a dream of fingertips graceful to let go
- Is it okay for me to let go from your soft lips
- Soft voice, warm harms, warm hearts, no love, it's just this
- Just another melonchalia to kiss on your bottom lip my ottersea
- So I get to live another day
- I can celebrate because my soul is being caged
- I stay awake to look forward my sweet dream escape
- Either way, it's okay
- It's okay
- In then end I'll able to keep warm
- Under the cover of my own soul from the thunderstorms
- I won't ever get touched by the silent rainfall
- Walk another mile to find the next one
- Live life alone or overdose at Red Rocks
- They call her by Megan Ciotta
- Kathleen, best friend, white bitch, Sea Otta'
- And here I am standing over so confident
- Knowing I'll reach my accomplishments
- Be the picture of insecure and the opposite
- It's a path of glory and it'll end as just another saddened love story
- Where I married my depression, sang my emotional confessions
- Live my best not to regret my misdirections
- And turn the saddened love story to another fight towards me
- They call her by Megan Ciotta
- Kathleen, best friend, white bitch, Sea Otta'
- Megan Ciotta
- Kathleen, best friend, white bitch, Sea Otta'
- call her by Megan Ciotta
- Kathleen, best friend, white bitch, Sea Otta'
- Megan Ciotta
- Kathleen, best friend, white bitch, Sea Otta'
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