Fuck Peace, Make War;

Lies, lies and lies.

When will you ever fucking learn? Make lies your forte, and it'll be the same reason for your downfall.

You'll fucking pay for your sins one day.

Because you'd know I'd still try to make things right with you, with us, but only to find out that it'd all fuck up somewhere, somehow.

So tell me, what do you want from the heart, darling?

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Once a liar, always a liar.

Your Bones;

Now it seems like a world away, but I miss that day.

And we all, do it all, because it stole our hearts.

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Gonna light up the sky,

So ignore the stars.

2011;

How long are still gonna hold on to this double-edged sword called dishonesty?

Was it ever that hard for you to be honest with yourself on how you feel, for us, for me?

Was it ever that hard for you to be honest with me?

I know very well the way you convey your messages, darling. The sublimal acts you pull together, the in-between the lines reading, the vague conviction, I know them all. You can hide it from the world through the way you lie, but at the end of the day, it's yourself that you can't lie away.

I remember all the things you said to me, every inch of it, with clear pristine memory. I remember all the things we ever shared. The tears we cried together when we found that you were not coming back for a semester, the tears I shed silently when I knew that the only girl I loved so much went behind my back and that I was not good enough for her, the smiles, the laughter, those little fights we had, and the reconciliation that comes after.

I remember, I remember, I remember.

So tell me what is it that is keeping you from being honest to me, to yourself?

I'm tired of this anger, this hatred. So help me, help you.

For your own sake, and with the love of Christ himself, I hope that one day you'll know, you'll see all of this, one day, one fine day.

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Practice truth, and fear nothing.

Welcome to St Tropez;

And because every time that song comes on, my mind just dissipates effortlessly back to where things were more than any other boy could ever ask for. My heart starts to float, my worries vanished in a breeze, and I'd get that same old shivers you gave me when we first met.

Then the other half comes out to play, poisoning every inch of good reminiscence left of you in me, reminding the heart that there was another part of you that comes in to play, a part so ugly that I've failed to see from the very start.

I'm sorry darling, if things are as shitty as they are now. I don't how it ever started and when is all this going to end. It's not been easy for me to just look at you in silence when you preach your stories of your day. It's certainly not easy for me to look at you with my arms folded up all to myself because truth be told, you'd know I'd still jump infront of the line just to give you a hug and tell you how much I missed you.

But life has a certain funny way of coming into terms. You wanted everything to be this way, you planned your course from the very start through your lies and schemes and you took me for granted for the things you knew that I would still do for you till this day. I'm just going to take this bullet for you, smile and give you this which is what you've always wanted and I hope that you're satisfied with everything you've achieved to this day through your lies and how every boy you see is just a toy for you to have your fun with.

This is where I'll usually type things like 'I miss you, I love you' but this time it's different. Why? Because I've already said this a million times and you'd already know how I feel. But there's also one thing, I now know that as much as I'll always love you and I'll always miss you, you'd probably never feel the same anymore and I'd just feel like a complete arsehole who was taken for granted again.

Someone had to draw the line, but I'll be coming back for you one day.

I'll always love you, always and forever.

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We took it all apart, but I'm wishing I'd stay.

Hello Conscience;

I guess, this is what fame does to you, you see. It forces you to move on even if there are bits and pieces in the past that are worth holding on to.

And I bet you'll miss all of this, sometime soon.

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Look up in the sky, and I see red.