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solitaire
Cards Stacked In a tower You are the builder And I am the thinker Sitting with my deck of cards Planning every move I make In a lonesome game of solitaire
abstract
You say I'm not an artist Because all of my drawings Are abstract shapes You say I'm not a realist Because my imagination Is abstractly strange
beginning
Short stubby fingers intertwine with each other Holding hands tightly with you Don't cry my love This isn't the end Just a new beginning.
destruction
Tearing my walls down You open up your psychiatrist dialogue Tongue in cheek you don't know what to say But you've already said it all I put up these barriers To hide my damaged self All that is left is the rubble From the destruction.
repeat
Wake up Bind down Look in the mirror Stay calm Think positive Ignore slurs Go home Binder off Look in the mirror Cry a little Go to sleep Repeat.
driving
When I feel like I can't do anything anymore, like the universe is just pushing down on every part of my mind, I just get in my old Jeep and drive. I'll drive on the highway for miles, hours. It takes away the clouds in my mind. I never want it to end. But then the road gets hazy and I start to head back, crawling into bed as the sun begins to rise.
brick
The brick house stood all on it's own. The only thing left standing around the fire, Protected from the chaos around it. The blood colouring the streets the same colour as the house itself. It was clean in the dirt, Until the explosion came, killing you and I.
canvas
You were like my blank canvas. I dressed you up in bright colours And painted a smile on your face. I covered up everything That I didn't want you to be. And you were my masterpiece. But then I realized I was wrong And I washed away the paint And hung the real you on my wall. You are my masterpiece.