Antique

/ By Rede [+Watch]

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Repolishing antiqued masks. Strapping them on one by one for the show.
Thank you five.
The curtain awaits.

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This song has been stuck in my head for the past three months. Perhaps if I write it all down it can get out.

It's not simple to say
That most days I don't recognize me
That these shoes and this apron, that place and its patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It's not easy to know
I'm not anything like I used to be, although it's true
I was never attention's sweet center
I still remember that girl

She's imperfect, but she tries
She is good, but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won't ask for help
She is messy, but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone, but she used to be mine

It's not what I asked for
Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person and makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
And you're not what I asked for
If I'm honest, I know I would give it all back
For a chance to start over and rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew

Who'll be reckless, just enough
Who'll get hurt, but who learns how to toughen up
When she's bruised and gets used by a man who can't love
And then she'll get stuck
And be scared of the life that's inside her
Growing stronger each day 'til it finally reminds her
To fight just a little, to bring back the fire in her eyes
That's been gone, but used to be mine
Used to be mine

She is messy, but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone, but she used to be mine
  ǝpǝᴚ / Rede / 3d 21h 4m 28s
Hold onto that paper thread. Tiptoe across the canyon. It's a balancing act don't you see. Careful don't look down. Don't look ahead. In fact keep your eyes shut across the gaping mouth of earth's wondrous impurities.
The other side doesn't seem greener in fact all that can be seen is trial. A trial for feeling. Good evening your honor. Persecution is the out come, execute immediately for wanting something more. What a selfish monster. This being, with out a shred of doubt is undeniably a villian. Hold your breath, close those eyes. As we prepare to take aim.
  ǝpǝᴚ / Rede / 9d 2h 21m 54s
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