Act Iii Narrative. I Forgot You Were Insane Beat By Terra Blackford

Published: Jan. 27, 2011, 6:54 p.m.

I remember weekends thinking we could last forever\nI remember everything that you said was so clever\nI remember our hearts fading like a burning ember\nI remember wishing that our ties would soon be severed\nI remember why I left you\n This is the kinda shit that last forever cause I\xe2\u20ac\u2122ll remember why\n\nSoul sinking under your flaws, I live under your floor, we stopped breathing a long time ago. Our reasons are old as ghost that live inside your haunted house and I can\xe2\u20ac\u2122t stay in this place anymore. The walls are beautiful, the pantries always full, and you know I love to dip in that swimming pool, \xe2\u20ac\u0153but I can\xe2\u20ac\u2122t sleep and I can\xe2\u20ac\u2122t think and I cannot do anything\xe2\u20ac\x9d, but wait in fear of what is near, the traps are there at every corner. \xe2\u20ac\u0153So I don\xe2\u20ac\u2122t move and I don\xe2\u20ac\u2122t speak and I try to not hear a thing\xe2\u20ac\x9d. Your house is haunted and I\xe2\u20ac\u2122m moving out. I\xe2\u20ac\u2122d rather live on the street, than live with your ghosts