Surrender

Can any of you tell me if my time has come and passed?
Always seems that so it is... Hmm...

We always realize it when it's far to late...

Live and let die...
No wait, not that one...

Billy Talent - Surrender



(Please ignore the change of person. Thank you.)

It always starts out like that... Innocently... You newer see it happening... Hits you like a hammer...
Well you see her as "She reads a book from across the street"...
Seemingly "Waiting for someone that she'll never meet", so just out of kindness you go over and say hello to her and end up to "Talk over coffee for an hour or two" as it always happens... She's just "Killing time before she struts her stuff"... "She wonders why I'm always in a good mood"...
There I go again... "She needs support and I've become the crutch", the shoulder to cry on, the friend to depend on...
You'll end up falling again...
Told you... You fell for her... Even so, you fall for her but still stay neutral, "I'd play the game but I'm the referee" and "She'll never know how much she means to me"...
She knows... She sees it... You think "Surrender \ Yourself to me"...
Then the "B" word gets kicked in... FUCK!
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No, that's not the "B" word... That's Brother.
Well... She pretty much refuses to let you inn, "She's got a brick wall behind her door" and you feel like letting go... Try as you might... Resistance is futile...
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The story seems to be the same each time... You are to late... You had a chance a while ago, but not anymore... Crap!
"I'd travel time and confess to her", maybe that would work... "But I'm afraid she'd shoot the messenger"...
"Even though I know what I'm looking for" seems I get lost somewhere along the way...
Don't care...
"I never had the nerve to ask", but now it's to late... "Has my moment come and passed?"
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Give up you retard... Not working...
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Feels like "Hell In A Handbasket"... (Song will follow here.)
She's different... Better... The new and improved Lass...
"I think I found a flower in a field of weeds", a rose among violets, a novel in a comic book store, a hand crafted stein in a coffee machine... A finger amongst toes... The "any" key on your keyboard... You get what I'm saying...
I have been "Searching until my hands bleed" for this flower...
But "This flower don't belong to me"... "Why can't she belong to me?"
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GET USED TO IT!
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I'm throwing this part in without connection...
"Every word, every thought, every sound
Every touch, every smile, every frown
All the pain we've endured until now
All the hope that I lost, you have found"
I'm at work and to bored to think of a way to integrate it into the story... Even tho it's actually easy...
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BTW... I kinda tend to exaggerate... Just wanted you to know...
Erm... Think I should have mentioned at the beginning...
Ah... WTH...
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More to follow :P