path collide,
understanding in a car crash,
miss the stop sign
fall in love.
one dying wish waiting for you to save the day. but from autum to ashes, all i hear are cries from a static lullaby. Putting on my armor for sleep for a dream to make believe, was love my chemical romance, or a box full of sharp objects to puncture my soul? As i lay dying, i long for my matchbook romance to burn these memories of mewithoutyou away.
Further seems forever I still remember the beautiful mistake i made with you. Feelings hidden in plain view. Where was the starting line, when was it that i first met you? it was a Thursday in the early november. Was it fairweather that day? Or a vendetta red? It was gloomy and windy i remember, but fate i did have with you. Now taking back sunday, i wish i could have had just one more day with you. Nothing gold can stay and the movielife does not exist. The goodwill i reached out to you with open hand has now become the hurt process.
Bleed the dream, the hope conspiracy was for me to believe that there exist a destination beautiful. Here now as i meet a death by stereo, I've been told to give up the ghost and to start brand new. As the straylight run, to recover seems only days away. Yet this day forward... hopesfall.
sorry about tomorrow, but this is what it is to burn with you still lingering onwards inmemory.
Actually YES, the paragraph is written in essence and in the embers of feelings and memories of Ryota.... buttttttt..... the whole paragraph is not original in the sense that they're made out of the names of some of the emo/screamo bands i know... hehe ^^.... (just goes to show how "emo" even the names of the bands are man!)
soooooo how many bands names can you spot up in that paragraph??? they're mainly emo/screamo/indie bands... i didn't include the punk bands (or i tried not to if i really considered them pop punk). I inserted album names where band names aren't possible like "Finch" and "The Used" and also "Hot Rod Circuit"... how le to put those into a coherant narrative??? ... anyways, here are the bands in bold and the albums in italics.
one dying wish waiting for you to save(s) the day. but from autum to ashes, all i hear are cries from a static lullaby. Putting on my armor for sleep for a dream to make believe, was love my chemical romance, or a box full of sharp objects to puncture my soul? As i lay dying, i long for my matchbook romance to burn these memories of mewithoutyou away.
Further seems forever I still remember the beautiful mistake i made with you. feelings hidden in plain view. Where was the starting line, when was it that i first met you? Thursday in the early november. Was it fairweather that day? Or a vendetta red? It was gloomy and windy i remember, but fate i did have with you. now taking back sunday, i wish i could have had just one more day with you. Nothing gold can stay and the movielife does not exist. The goodwill i reached out to you with open hand has now become the hurt process.
Bleed the dream, the hope conspiracy was for me to believe that there exist a destination beautiful. Here now as i meet a death by stereo, I've been told to give up the ghost and to start brand new. As the straylight run, to recover seems only days away. Yet this day forward... hopesfall.
sorry about tomorrow, but this is what it is to burn with you still lingering onwards inmemory.
Sunday, May 01, 2005
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