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Why don't we talk about beautiful things anymore?
Why must everything we say be the solution to a problem?
Words uttered are always darker than the faces we make.
Tell me, he says, and I find that I'm choking on things I can't say
But with one withering look, it becomes rush of thoughtless thoughts.
My stream of consciousness brims at my eyes
And I think I'm giving away the end to a Harlequin Romance.
How do you tell a grower that he plants a damned crop?
I'll keep clouding the skies
and my tears will keep falling onto deaf ears.
Why must everything we say be the solution to a problem?
Words uttered are always darker than the faces we make.
Tell me, he says, and I find that I'm choking on things I can't say
But with one withering look, it becomes rush of thoughtless thoughts.
My stream of consciousness brims at my eyes
And I think I'm giving away the end to a Harlequin Romance.
How do you tell a grower that he plants a damned crop?
I'll keep clouding the skies
and my tears will keep falling onto deaf ears.
I hate feeling that way. Sometimes, though, the release in these situations is the most cathartic feeling in the world.
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Ah, these kind of situations suck... cos, you can't find what you want to say... you want to say something that'll fix the entire situation... but you just can't find the words. am i right or just ranting?