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Found this today….

Its a good reminder….
Doubt Speaks…. – http://wp.me/p1lcgX-t9

Gypsy girl….

Gypsy girl 

dressed in red and black,

Auburn curls

fall down your back,

In the garden 

bare feet you sway,

The music transports you 

so far away,

In your sweet voice I 

hear you say,

That you think of him

every single day,

Tell me what 

it is about him,

You’ve called him the sweetest

most perfect sin,

Gypsy girl so wild 

untame, 

Tell me how your heart

he’s slain,

Tell me how he has your soul

so true,

And how anything for him

you will do,

Gypsy girl 

bare feet on earth,

You set yourself on fire

and from the ashes rebirth,

You weave your words

speak of love in waves,

You say you drown in him

and yet you he save’s, 

Gypsy girl 

dressed in red and black,

Auburn curls

fall down your back,

So tell me girl

does he own your soul,

Much more you reply

he owns me whole….

.x.

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I want to tell you that I think of you 

when the sun goes down,

And I think of those eyes such a depth

and I drown,

You’ve got 

this key,

And it unlocks something

so deep inside of me,

I drown in you

and I care not,

Until there’s only you

everything else forgot,

And I know that I often 

get things wrong,

But know that my heart

to you belong,

That you would but see

the same in me,

When I see nothing but you

for eternity….

.x.


Emotion’s….

There was once a girl who was an emotional mess….


Your name stains my lips.

Your words caress my skin.

Your smile messes with my head.

Your goodbye makes my heart bleed.

Your lies ravage my soul.

The fact you didn’t care? Destroys me….

I have loved, I do love, I continue to love, always love….

You. 

You, only you, always you….

Let me fall….

Current song….

  So much on my mind I’ve hardly slept. 

I swear I’m clawing

at the walls of my own mind, 

And I’m crying and I’m failing

everywhere is you I find,

I’m shouting and I’m screaming

the wind whips the words away,

But I guess it doesn’t matter

you don’t hear what I say,

My heart and soul keep crying for you

so I play the music so loud,

But it just can’t go up high enough

to block their deafening sound,

 

There are times…. not many but yes times, where there are so many words, far to many words, and I fall into the abyss of them. I love words, I adore words. I love how you break them down and put them back together. How they can bring joy or heartache. How they can build you up or strip you bare. But there are so many words swirling in a never ending vortex and I just want to give up and not write. Let them just envelope me instead.

Current song….

“Don’t know what you’ve got.” By “Cinderella.” 

I give up today.

My every breath is stained  with your name….

(Just to make life worse? The song that has just started playing? “Til my last day.” Right now? I give up….)

I can’t stay away, these doors are always open, this heart always welcoming, this soul always yours. Bound….

​https://open.spotify.com/user/nemtansell/playlist/1XsCDreXnhDYgVgOIq7jYu

Sing me to sleep on the lullaby of you. Carry my heart on the dreams so true. Love so pure you know it’s true. Loyal unconditional always for you…..x.

You 

you lied,

The hurt I 

died,

These tears I’ve 

cried,

You 

you don’t care,

Me 

always there,

You hurt and your not bothered

makes it so unfair, 

And I love

love love love,

Unconditionally 

your so far above, 

This kills

just don’t want this,

You only you

heart cries I miss,

Stop it 

stop it stop it all,

I’m breaking

feel the fall,

And you 

you lie,

You don’t care who you hurt

prove to yourself your wanted you try, 

One of my favourite songs

playing,

I love you

my hearts praying,

I miss you need you want you

more and more and more, 

But you lied

my legs give out the tears overtake I hit the floor,

Why? Just why just why

look at the sky,

But only a toy for you I’m

so low but you’re so high,  

Never good enough….

I wish….

But the moon has swallowed all the wishes

And says their all fake,

Meaning so little  

nothing left to take 

I give up.

I do love you and I do love you

And you lie, 

Her always her 

so many tears I give up let me sleep….

Wednesday….

My mind is torn between what I want and doing what’s right. Such a war….

Things I know? I am not a good person and I never will be….

Eccedentesiast

Eccedentesiast….
I give up, just let me sleep. 

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