My paper world.
I seem to be crying..
Blood?
No, it's just the paper tears I've made,
while in my paper castle.
They run down my cheeks,
cutting me,
like you did when you said those words.
But unlike the tears I made
the ones you made were real,
and they hurt more
then the small paper cuts I make now.
Atop my castle of paper,
I look down to the fairy tale land
of love and forever
and wonder how I lived down there
in the dream.
It seemed to be so peaceful,
until I learned the truth
and you banished me
to forever make my paper tears
in my castle of paper.















Comments
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if I were the rain that binds the earth and the sky, who for all eternity can never mingle, would I be able to bind two hearts together?
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You and I, we're both the same. Whiling our lives away on non-existant dreams. Everything we knew wasn't real in the end, the lives we lead had no meaning at all to anyone, not even us.
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Baby, is this love for real?
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Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return.
You must present something of equal value in order to gain something.
That is the principle of equivalent trade in alchemy.
Back in those days we believed that to be the World'
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Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return.
You must present something of equal value in order to gain something.
That is the principle of equivalent trade in alchemy.
Back in those days we believed that to be the World'
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dont be a douche bag -,-
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Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return.
You must present something of equal value in order to gain something.
That is the principle of equivalent trade in alchemy.
Back in those days we believed that to be the World'
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