victoria martinez

I’m sorry,
I’m sorry for all the times I’ve cried
I’m sorry for every single lie
I’m sorry I was never enough
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I am the beauty
The beauty in the summer *the heat*
We ignore it
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It’s a love hate relationship
It’s been like this from the start
He lied to me, tricked my heart
Took my innocence and left me to have no choice
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Children only kneel when some incident causes great fear
Children only cry when they feel alone and threatened
Children live by a strong faith that is scare these days
Children will bare any type of pain if they feel it will ease the hate
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The words I’ve spoke
The things you’ve heard
The world’s death
In for the blood
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A breaking thought and I’m ready to begin
a smile of hope
and its all about to end
her face full of happiness
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Over a period of time
The music these musicians make seem to confuse my mind
1965 the yardbirds told me “for your love I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door.”
I mean as a woman what more could I ask for?
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-memories-
like lovely folded notes of secrets
we just couldn't keep to ourselves
cold fresh lead and ink spilled out every want and wish
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As for me this is where I stand
Alone on this corner
And I never trusted those men
They looked at me with their eyes and I could feel their thoughts shifting my way
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Cooling the tension
Holding all those lies
Falling apart;
Give into the moment,
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What brings me to tears is how I waited for this to happen
I waited
Every night…
One moment closer to the end
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I have become the web of all rotted dreams
The unsuccessful people try to use me to redeem
Say my beauty is not only what they see
Words that gush from my mouth have set them free
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I hate that when I cry my eyes burn so bad
Because they aren’t used to the release
I hate that when my mom talks to me,
She acts as if we are best friends
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I hope you’re happy
Look what you did
See this glass on the floor
It was my heart
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You lure me into this web with all your lies
You’re beautiful… you’re smart
Well, those lies just break my heart
Kill from the inside,
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Rooted from the beginning sin flows through the vines
Spreads like wild fires eating away all that’s pure
Bloody roses and the wet paint drips off the stems
Melted dreams up against the tension of the world
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Chang is…
A psychological state
A type of mind game
Chang is…
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At the end of the week
I feel so weak
I go through weeks
Just to add up my weak moments
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Sow what you will
The seams only split apart
Coldness drowning your every thought
Be what you will
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a morning full of people lost in their lives
a woman with no heart who doesnt like lies
what kind of woman feels nothing inside?
happiness is her face
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