Librettos of Lily
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And of all the prices she paid, she dearly loved the one that she gave her blood to. Something about the scarlet identity of her soul breathing in the lungs of another was just so beautiful. Tattooed on another far from her sight and oftentimes her mind, lived another not knowing his veins needed her blood to even perish in peace.
And all of the waters she drowned in, she dearly loved the one that almost killed her, knocked her off her feet with it's force. Something about that force clung to her restless thoughts. Drawn on another amidst a deserted sanctuary lived an image of her clarify and the shape of her distortion, not knowing it too was birthed from suffocation.
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When opposition and differences come so easily to you, you forget the influences of others and blame yourself for every wrong and immoral thought that crosses your mind but in fact when constant voices around you speak whether you wanted to listen to them or not, you have been their presence. You mustn't underestimate what you consume. You could change your views slowly but surely as the setting sun.
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I never wanted your death to speak for me in the name of love. Because the greatest testimony of love was to continue living this hellish life. To loathe the separation from the other despite suffering here. To miss the absence of content for the greatness of love. To stand the test of time, to know how much it takes each day to love someone knowing their irredeemable flaws. To protect them from yourself and others when the situation calls for it. To accept the changes they go through everyday as you do. To know it is never about getting reciprocation, to never make them pay for the things you gave up for them. Your love should be a free gift that keeps on giving. I have often heard people say "I would die for you.", but living is the ultimate sacrifice you would pay for someone you love so pay it without wanting it in return.
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But then what were you really fighting off, this dark ocean, the sharks or your reflection in the mirror? I could mimic your habits until you start to hate the way you are, the way you chose to become.
But then what is it really that challenges you, this empty city with curtain walls, these haunting eyes that remember everything? I could shape shift into your soul, until you can hear the fame of death from them.
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And each time a tragedy flirts with you in circles, I hope you would proudly show off those threatening knives,
And each time the storm wipes traces of you from the battle grounds, I hope you'd proudly show off markers of fearless lives.
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You don't wonder. The lights cease to make sense to your cells and your core doesn't jump at the sight of the mystery of my worlds.
You don't wonder. The recognition of someone a little too big for this small life doesn't cross your mind as you ask for my hand.
You don't wonder. The burns marks haven't taught you to be cautious. You'd believed you were the worst but I might just prove you wrong.
I wonder. What it is like to notice my light and love the darkness, to choose mere defenses to stand between us.
I wonder. What it's like to notice my expressive face and be tempted to pick apart every meaningful look and still ask all the wrong questions.
I wonder. What it's like pretend to see the seared of my body parts as a costume, to swear I am innocent after all this.
-I wonder but you don't.
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To hold power and not let it change you. To hold such allure but be bound by the goodness that flows like the river from within.
To hold the shapes of lives by the hands but to still not crush and mold it to favour you.
To be able to rain on everyone and fill the senses with the scent of you but staying away.
"How does it feel?"
"You don't want to know."
"Like I am supposed to feel bad for you for being envied?"
"You'd never understand."
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This song is just an agony women face at the hands of society that normalizes hate and objectification.And any woman who thinks she is above it all. Any woman that trusts a man has regretted. ~We're devolving , honestly
