A Song So Dank, It’s Almost Blank.
A song so dank, it’s almost blank.
Broken pieces put back together, glitches remain forever.
This lone world, couldn’t be much cold,
Without you closer to my skin, dead is what I should have been.
Sometimes I feel it’s better this way, suffer in silence and just don’t say.
Maniac thoughts and foolish persistence, much less pointless existence.
None can know the pain I feel, for it is me that it’s making me kneel.
A song so dank, it’s almost blank.
Forever is a petty word baby, for it can whenever turn into maybe.
Imagine the worst that you can imagine, because in the end, lost stories always win.
Who are you to play these lines, look at your heart and hear it’s whines.
Sure you thought you had it all, but in the end, you saw it all fall.
Who’s to say this is the end anyway, feelings don’t change, come what may.
It doesn’t last, it never lasts, and it’s that much hard to say it’s in the past.
A song so dank, it’s almost blank.
Love is a complicated word you say, you fell right into it anyway.
And don’t blame the fall sweetheart, for it will fix you as much as you break apart.
Don’t blame the one who didn’t stay. Who knows the future anyway.
However mad be the thought of never letting go, never ever say no.
Because that is what will save you baby, from all the things you think “maybe”.
Love won’t save you nor will that person, but darling you’ll have a reason.
To live the way you thought you never would, with the thought of someone who made it good.
A song so dank, it’s almost blank.
@vyshnvy
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Yes, I love deeply. Be it a person, be it a thing, be it a character, if I say I love them it means I love them. And when I love someone, I can be the cheesiest person ever. Like, I would write long, long (unsent) letters to them, make moodboards, or describe their aesthetics, imagine scenarios with them, write poetries or stories based on them or make art or do-whatever-i-can-dedicated-to-them.
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