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Hearts and StringStaring out of this window pane, I might realize that it's another day,Hearts and String by ~Hi-Ice-Cas
The sun glaring bright.
It's only a passing moment as I lay out on my bed,
Not motivated a bit to move away.
Cause today is just one of those days,
Where I'm playing with strings of many colors, rainbow dyed yarn.
Ah, where'd I come from,
To get here in the midst of everything I created,
For nothing but just for this fun?
Guilt floods me as I cut out hearts,
Rearrange them as I like on the floor.
Red, blue, green, it doesn't matter,
Getting sicker everyday,
I don't realize,
I can endlessly cut and tie these up.
Play along these little games that we make up,
Eventually
C'mon ValentineA hello, good morning, I looked for you,C'mon Valentine by ~Hi-Ice-Cas
Don’t you know how hard it is to keep this up,
To pretend I enjoy this side of the green?
You’re blind, and I have to play these games,
And it’s kind of depressing, how long it’s been,
So why don’t you wake up already?
See, it’s not that hard to see at a glance.
You either ignore it, or you’re truly dense.
It’s kind of hard to tell, you play it so well,
I want to scream at the top of my lungs,
My boiling kettle is about to reach the peak and blow its whistle!
C’mon and take some notice, I’m giving you an easy signal,
It’s so obvious,
Last Thing, My FarewellLast thing you will see of me,Last Thing, My Farewell by ~Hi-Ice-Cas
Is my back turned, walking away.
Last thing I did was give a short wave,
And instead of "See you later," I said, "Goodbye."
Life moves on, waiting for no one,
and I do not plan on staying behind.
To go forward,
I must drop the past.
I hope you find happiness and continue your endeavors,
because I hope you would think the same for me.
Even so,
You may make me the bad guy,
You may may want to scream and yell at me,
You may not understand,
You may think of me as a liar,
You may think of me as a faker,
You may wonder why,
Or,
You may not even care.
I just need to get this off my chest,
and while I'm sorry now,
It's Hot 
Sta.sh
