venerdì 11 agosto 2017

Blemish girl

don't touch my soul,
cause is mine.
For our this hope
that fall to die.
don't touch my skin,
i hate make this.
For your good
leave me go out of the way.

When I woke up of this nightmare
blind of fake love
I run in the forest,
I fall in the sea,
I disappears in smoke
in this city without light.
I want to be alone,
I want to be alright
I want to be mine
I want to be free.

Gritty girl that you are now,
Sorry at all for what i'll done.
I'm tired of being a little girl,
Tired of being weak,
Tired of having to live always behind a white shadow.

I'm blemish.
I'm blemish.
I'm blemish.

That... all go away.

*i choose me*

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