close all those doors, tear down that bridge
blow off your steam and swallow your dreams
sit in the dark, break all your stuff
bury your face from emotions today
push them away, and fear all the things
you prove yourself wrong just like they saw
all too well before
you can knock on some wood
or pray to your god
you can keep on hoping it'll save your love
but maybe, let's say that it was all true
well maybe someday i'll come back for you
close all those doors, tear down that bridge
blow off your steam and swallow your dreams
sit in the dark, break all your stuff
bury your face from emotions today
push them away, and fear all the things
you prove yourself wrong just like they saw
all too well before
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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