There is nothing to say. And for once it feels good. Somewhat like just lazing around under the sun. Or in the grass somewhere. And she comes to me holding her little red and orange ViewMaster. It used to be once mine. She lets me look through it. It reveals stories under beams of light. There's Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Hercules and even Toy Story.
The specks of dust are silver today, like any other day. And you're in my head, like any other day.

Porcelain Doll

Gorgeous, stunning, but more effortlessly so than any young woman I’ve ever seen. She walks with that worried look, highlighting the circles of graying skin underneath her eyes. Her skin is white like milk, her lips red and those eyes perfectly lined. It is obvious she is real. To think that she may be cosmetic is just not a possibility. Her hair is the shade of brown that glows golden under the sun. Mine, black, that always does stay just black. She braids it carelessly, letting it fall onto her shoulder. She may be a little rough around the edges but she is beautiful.

I watch in awe as she talks. Her words are meaningful and intimidating and that doesn’t surprise me.

What does surprise me is the lack of envy in my own eyes.

When we met light was shed.
Thoughts free flow, you said you've got something
Deep inside of you.

A wind chime voice sound,
Sway of your hips round rings true
Echo's deep inside of you.
These secret garden beams,
Changed my life so it seems.
Fall breeze blows outside,
I don't bring stride.
My thoughts are warm and they go
Deep inside of you.
And I never felt alone
'Til I met you.

Friends say I've changed,
I don't listen cause I live to be
Deep inside of you.
Slide of her dress shouts in darkness,
I'm so alive.
I am deep inside of you.

I've never felt alone
'Til I met you.
I'm alright on my own
'Til I met you.
And I'd know what to do If I just knew what's coming
I would change myself if I could.
I'd walk with my own people if I could find them
And I would say that I'm sorry to you,
I'm sorry to you.
But I don't want to call you
But then I want to call you
Cause I don't want to crush you
But I feel like crushing you and it's true
I took for granted you were with me,
I breath by your looks and you look right through me
But we were broken and didn't know it.
But we were broken and didn't know it.
But we were broken and didn't know it.
But we were broken and didn't know it.
Right, oh, what's right?
Something's gone,
You withdraw and I'm not strong like before,
I was
Deep inside of you.
I can go nowhere,
I burn candles and stare at a ghost,
Deep inside of you.
And some great need in me starts to bleed.
I've lost my self there's nothing left it's all gone.
Deep inside of you,
Deep inside of you.

Deep Inside of You - Third Eye Blind

We're So Good, It Hurts.

Dirty little whore, shows no remorse.

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And no. You're not an ass. Not even close.

There will be blood.
And there will be cake.

And did I mention the fireworks? In the fog, tonight. I promise. You won't believe me when I tell you it's all for you. By the way you look good when you're all dressed up, surrounded by your little whores. Here's the drinks. Go ahead, make a mess of yourself.

Don't go home just yet.
This party's just begun.

Diamonds

Glistening memories from inside your core. Secrets, I hope. I can sense your unease in the pauses between one word and another. And I wish more than ever I'd known you then. But at least I do now. And that's a lot more than I deserve because I look for mistakes and flaws in perfection. And that, you are. And you make me shine from the inside, bring out the spectrum and you may not see it but I feel it. You make me believe in diamonds. Shine, shimmer and sparkle forever.

After all, diamonds too are carbon at heart.

Are You in the Game? Dans the Love Game.

The world knows no better game. Let's play Love, baby.

The first move into unfamiliar territory. Delicious like always. Those first few conversations when you get to know me. Six, two. Five, four. Across the board.
"A little gambling is fun when you're with me. And baby when it's love, if it's not rough it isn't fun".
I'll follow you around, chase you, memorize your technique. Understand your mind.
A little too well. Yawn.
We'll get tired of this game we play. Sooner or later. But you're the one who's known the tricks longer. The shortcuts. The ways. And you will crush me.
Before I'll know it 'Game Over'
Knock Out.
The End.
You Win.

-Inspired by Crazy Lady and Lady GaGa.

The World At Your Feet

Cracked, withered toy. You lost your charm long ago.
And that's how we've grown to like you now. Broken and rusty. Better. Satisfying, it is. Atleast.

I don't care about the rest of the world. I hate you.
You might be everyone's oldest favourite but you're disgusting. And you know it.

I am broken because of you.
I am happy because of you.
I am empty because of you.
I am one because of you.
I am awake because of you.
I am alive because of you.

I am dissolving because of you.

So when you're head is empty and there's nothing left to think about, remember me.
Because I deserve at least that much time with you.

Riot of Fun

Crystal clear moments in time.

The only reason worth living for.

So when ordinary will merge with extraordinary and magic will happen before us like a performance and we'll be spellbound, I'll remember you. And the your words that made it happen. And I'll thank you.

So thank you.

Because now is like that too. To be savoured while it lasts. Before the crystal breaks. And cuts me. Deep.

Wait is death.

Minute by minute.