chinese skyrocketsChinese sky rocketschinese skyrockets
Egyptian bottle rockets
Masqurading as something more than average to the untrained eye
Pacify the netural silent code
Amplfy the echoe reverting off the wall
Chinese sky rockets
Explode like acid drop freaking out
The clours of the rainbow
Are on T.V. in my brain
I picked the cloud to flloat on
The egyptian bottle rocket held in my hand
I feel the chemicals dripping by
The end has no means
With all these colours shooting through the sky
Bottle
youI'd put this all on "You"you
If I were searching for someone to blame
But it seems "You" are the faceless enemy
The demon lurking in my dark and twisted mind
Ever had a problem I couldn't solve
"You" got the blame
Over the years I have come to realise
This "You" I speak of is just me in disguise
The mirrored reflection of my inner self
Pale skin / Dark Eyes
it's really me staring back
The master of my very own disguise
Battered my brain with selfish lies
It's why I only ever hurt
liitle poems for the temperI long to get the past backliitle poems for the temper
Do the wrong things right
Say what I mean
Not quite used to the person I was
It's like staring in a swampy reflection
Of when everything good was bad
The problems weren't so many
I'm thinking twenty four hours a day
The past plays like a loop in my head
"I should have/could have done"
Anything more than this
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Some natural progression
Deep seated fear and past regression
The cliff face, the m
writing
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*its good to be bad in a good way*
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