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| These walls,
They’re caving in,
Brick by brick,
The barriers tumble down.
I can feel the ice,
Melt away,
Drop by drop,
The coldness dissipates. You’re the puzzle that fits,
You’re the key that unlocks,
You’re the sparks that light up,
My darkest days,
You’re the warmth in my heart,
You’re the strings to my guitar,
You’re the mystery door,
That I’m waiting to open up. Are you gonna open up? These chains,
Uncoil themselves,
Tug by tug,
The bindings break away.
You retrieved my heart,
Had me restart with just your touch,
Helped me bottle up the old and ugly past,
Stitched me right up and healed my countless scars.
You tell me I’m beautiful even though I’m flawed.
XOX,
Alison<3 Well I had my ways,
And they were all in vain,
But you waited patiently. Thank you. | | |
| Cuz you're the puzzle that fits,
You're the key that unlocks,
You're the sparks that light up my darkest days,
You're the warmth in my heart,
You're the strings to my guitar,
You're the mystery door I'm waiting to open up. XOX,
Alison Mind over heart?
Heart over mind? | | |
| So i suddenly feel like blogging.
And cuz i've only turned on my laptop about thrice during my 2 week sem-break.
June. Midyear now.
Well, i've dyed my hair reddish brown.
I <3 the colour. (:
Though it's gradually going to fade.
But nothing lasts forever anyway. It's 12:57am and i'm still feeling alive.
Things are finally good now. (: I'm still a bit ambivalent towards that promise.
I'm going to stop waiting things will ever change.
That you'll change.
I give up.
I'm reaching out but to no avail.
To sum it up : My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room.
Well oookay, maybe i was finding an excuse to use those lyrics. =P But still! On a lighter note,
Life is good now. (:
So g double o d good.
Yeah imma oddball. Just deal. XOX,
Alison I've never opened up to anyone,
So hard to hold back when I'm holding you in my arms,
We don't need to rush this,
Let's just take it slow. No, I don't want to say goodnight. | | |
| You set it again, my heart's in motion.
Every word feels like a shooting star. XOX,
Alison. This paper heart will bleed. | | |
| And I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day,
Something reminds you, you wish you had stayed,
You can plan for a change in the weather and time,
But I never planned on you changing your mind. So, I'll go, sit on the floor wearing your clothes,
All that I know is I don't know,
How to be something you miss. XOX,
Alison Here we go again. | | |
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