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I Don't Like The Way We Said Goodbye.
I don't like the way we said goodbye.
All The Things I Never Told You, All The Things I Will Never Get to Tell You
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Who did it better? 003
Blue Hair:
Rhysand High Lord of the Night Court vs. Keirn of the Hunt Kingson
Hiding Happiness
You would be surprised to know all the ways in which one can hide happiness.
Have you ever seen Happiness burn? It crackles silently. Smoke that smells like love. It burns quickly but goes up in the most brilliantly coloured flames you have ever seen, that is, if you can catch a glimpse before it disappears. Like it was never there at all.
After all, you cannot hide something, that no longer exists.
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Me Thinking About Shadow Me Being Released Today
Mother, I am scared I cannot sleep There is a monster under my bed In the closet In my head It is all the things I have left unsaid It wears the most terrifying face of regret And whispers to most vile things Of everything that could have been It smells of sorrow and leaks puddles of tears Yet it never moves Like it is frozen in time Staring off at some distance thing Right through me As if it knows I am the one who has created it As though it knows I am the one who keeps it trapped here As though it can see all that would have been Just right there behind me But it never moves. This is what scares me most
Who did it better? 004
White Hair:
Jem Carastairs vs. Tarquin High Lord of the Summer Court