It's beautiful outside
tonight
They've fallen
through time
all the stars
we can't even begin to count ..
I feel I am no poet,
but this is poetry
to me
Seeing you fade
into the vast..
I'm breathing
the non-existent .. .
if you are gone
I never know
you're always here
within my soul
My home's
subjective.. .
carried along
inside dirty suitcases,
the trip's been long
I used to be so little
I used to feel so small
This is not complete
This is not full grown
Nobody Knows
how the story goes.. .
the smile can lie
the smile might show
I am a million pieces
I've swallowed myself
whole
This diseased environment
breeding minds
at need
We want to be so happy
We crave to just be
pleased
I used to be the victim
I'd keep them all around
And hell has pulled me under
inside a heavenly sound
Outside is so much better
Right now it is the best
Outside of my head .. .
The stars are shining bright
It's beautiful outside
tonight
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