Pretty Girl, you know a bit too much about you.
Behind your face you hide a story so obvious.
I can read your twisted letters they aren't so decieving.
After all, you are flesh and bones, a creation of the living.
Fight it on, mocking me as if i am on the other side
Fuel your thoughts better and know about yourself.
I am a reflection to haunt you, if not now then some other time.
I will be kind to leave, but not unless i get there.
So you try, with some other guy
I will rewind, to the place i started.
All your hopes will wait for another day
You had your chance, now it's your turn to pay.
Pretty girl, this beauty is not permanent.
As the makeups wash away with time, you don't turn naive.
You have shown me a side of me, that i hate to morph in.
Turn me to my alter self to find a heartbeat that skipped in vain.
I am the one and i am the only one is a bit overrated,
You know it's a big world that we live in to pleasure our senses
There are pictures that fit better than you in them,
Try to look out, don't live in within yourself.
So you try, with some other guy
I will rewind, to the place i started.
All your hopes will wait for another day
You had your chance, now it's your turn to pay.
The thoughts of the author are based on real life experiences...Any resemblance of any kind is more than just a coincidence. Read your credit if you can spot that.
1 comment:
like it..as usual a masterpiece!!
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