You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened - or you can just leave the pieces on the flor and MOVE THE FUCK ON.
31.7.09
Do you know what's worth fighting for, when it's not worth dying for? Does it take you breath away & you feel yourself suffocating?Does the pain weight out the pride? & you look for a place to hide? Did someone break your heart inside? You're in ruins. One, 21 guns. Lay down your arms, give up the fight. One, 21 guns. Throw up your arms into the sky. You and I When you're at the end of the road & you lost all sense of control & your thoughts have taken their toll. When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul. Your faith walks on broken glass & the hangover doesn't pass. Nothing's ever built to last. You're in ruins Did you try to live on your own when you burned down the house and home? Did you stand too close to the fire? Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone. When it's time to live and let die & you can't get another try. Something inside this heart has died. You're in ruins.-
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