over before it starts 2013
- Amanda Albertson
- Mar 23, 2014
- 1 min read
Heavy music for a heavy mood. . .
Anticipation
The catalyst for
Strange happenings
Missed memories . . .
Psychic connections . . .
Fading . . .
Reaching for a string of the past In that moment I felt. . .
Pure.
Now I am not sure . . .
I feel disappointed & rejected . . .
Oh how it is to be ruled by the moon . . .
I feel so hard that it hurts to think
Of a future . . .
The more time passes the more you see
And the less you know about a situation
That could have been And now is no more . . .
I find myself asking why?
But the answers dissipate
And are only known by an outside
Truth. . .
I was/am a little off put I see you in the flesh now I feel so heavy its hard to
Think sometimes I may just be
Holding on . . .
But I like
What I saw
Hard to know . . .
Say . . .
Time well lost. . .
Spent/ lost/spent lost …
Dilute the mood . . .
I mostly feel
Low
Do I intimidate you?
Does my music isolate or alienate you
Does my beauty mask your eyes
Filter out life . . .
Requirements
Preconceptions
Lost ideas
Ideals
Idolize . . .
Certain characteristics
Dark confusion. . .
Over before it starts.
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