he's there...

i can smell it
the taste,
feel it between the fingerprints,
and move along the breeze of
the ever-passive teenage mind.
tic-toc, tic-toc,
we're racing against time,
trapped in a clock.
dodging the seconds while the minutes roll by
and our hour is slowly approaching.
tic-toc, tic-toc,
our race for more time.
traditions are meant to be broken
and hearts are forever.
flip that around, turn it upside down
and you'll find me
just one big disaster.

tic-toc, tic freakin TOC.
this mind of mine needs a new lock
3 more to go, 3 more to go
tictictoc, 
tictictoc,
tictictoc....

Signing off with this blurb of thoughts
open to no interpretation, it's self explanatory.

xoxo
DeathOfBeauty

old nightmares have faded...

but the worst has yet to come..

Tragic, but True.
I have big dreams wrapped up in you.

I'm holding out and holding on
to every letter and every song
to every text and every line
to every wink and every sign
to every little thing you do
like I said,
my dreams are wrapped up in you...

soundly I'll never sleep,
so long as I'm the
death of beauty....


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