Her name tattooed upon my soul
Her face I’ll remember, until I’m old
The taste of her lips
The smell of her hair
And the look from her haunting stare.
The call of my name from her voice
Yet forgetting her, my only choice
But the touch of her skin
And the hold of her arms
Brings memories of heartache’s charm.
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Usually, I would post a title with “A Little Quote Of The Day” but this is so much more than a lyric or a quote. This is a story. And such an descriptive story yet somehow I wonder, could this story be true?
DISCLAIMER: The following lyrics do contain strong language that some readers may find offensive.
I’ve been browsing through Instagram for a long time and specifically, I follow “thegoodquote.co” because of their highly relate-able quotes that hits me in the heart many many times. So I just thought I would share a few with you.
There’s just that something when you read something that means something (haha). I guess that’s what makes us humans… Our abilities to feel, and embrace our emotions. And the way words can hit certain part of your heart, mind, and soul. It still confuses me how and why a set of words or a simple sentence can be so powerful but hey, call it art. Somethings we don’t have to comprehend but just go along with.
In times where I have been so low and down and well, just depressed, I find comfort in reading quotes (sad or happy), just so I know that it is possible to explain some feelings into words but most importantly, whoever wrote the quotes in the first place must have experienced the same as me also.
So, in my current emotional state, I just want to say, make the most of your day and enjoy everything and anything.
ps. For those who know that I sign off with a “ta ta for now”, I think it’s cooler to say peace instead LOL.
One look at her eyes
And it was of no surprise
It would end in lies
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You took my beating heart
Placed it in your palm
And held it tight
Rinsing it dry
’till it beat no more
’till silence fell down
But my soul still sore
So I slept ’till I could sleep no more
So I drank ’till I could drink no more
And I smoked ’till I could not breathe any more
Longing to forget.
Less of a quote, more of a poem. It is amazing what wordery are used in lyrics, especially from those who are songwriters. So much meaning and power in one verse.
Any lyrics you have heard that makes you go “wow”?
No fear in the eyes
Surrounded by enemies
The lion’s last roar
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I’m not strong enough
I can’t pretend any more
I feel so alone
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The days are warming up again
But the world is still cold and yet
Everyone pretends that it’s alright
But what’s alright about committing crime?
What is it that makes the world turn slower?
What is it that makes the world alive?
The real eyes that realise the real lies
Are the only ones who can hear the pain, sorrow, and cries
I miss her
There’s no doubt about it
Trying to forget
But she keeps on returning
Still haunting me
Reminded of her existence
A burdening to my heart
With little resistance
I am hers
And she owns my soul
My head ill with a disease
Yet I still listen for her call
My compelling obsession
And I am still hurting
My wicked addiction
I refuse to let go
I choose to suffer in silence
So no one will know
I cannot love again
I have no love left to give
I will not love again
I have no life left to live
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