BurnBleedWishShimmering in a world so coldBurnBleedWish
Is the one you need, The one you bleed for. A smile that would melt the sun, And skin that makes you burn; Maybe just once, For a life time Would be enough, Just to taste them And the way they feel, Inside. Though hope is running out And scars fill your head, Everything seems lost And everyone seems dead; Don't ask me why I feel the way i do, Ask yourself why You don't feel it too?
By the Hand of CupidIt helps the pain feel real,By the Hand of Cupid
It helps the world deal
With the cracks and tears Of their lives, Separating loved from alone, Separating life from alive, Wilted flowers And poisoned treats, Ingested and treasured
Its your own defeat, Mocking those with no one By their side, Lost and alone, With no will to survive, So Happy Valentines day My darling, You know its for the best, As i point this gun Right at your head...
Full PoisonTheres truth in your eyes. I drop my disguise, Swallow the pain,Full Poison
Like the bitter pill
It sticks in my throat, Making me retaste The distrust and disgust I feel for you now, Making it rain memories In my mind, Just like the last time. But now im numb to the bone
or giving up the ghost, Before I'm hunted By your words, That ripped me raw And your look, That split me open, Left me crawling for the door.
Theres truth in your eyes, When you're looking at her.
A Night Lit By The DarkI embrace you As your thornsA Night Lit By The Dark
Rip at my skin And your tears
Cleanse my wounds Which still scar To prove that i can feel
Though im not sure i want to I embrace you As you writhe with pain I scream with pleasure And lick the blood From around your mouth So i can taste your fear So we become one I embrace you Through the night I come with you To the darkest place Where only we can be together And not be burned by the light of the world Just warmed by the feeling
Of the embrace.
Baby birdBlack board, chalk dust, clay skin, cold, all the nerves and blood specks left in the body, respond to the touch, the soul that once lingered now a diamond in her clutch. Bones are made of three layers. Silk and salt and soap and then blood. All the women come to offer their prayers, tweed and heels and gold studs.Baby bird
Phantom ButterfliesSlurred seduction syncopating Beating like a record record Record that's on my mind playing Bouncing butterflies adoredPhantom Butterflies
Like the record's skipping kissing Cool, round ripples fill the pond Butterflies' AIs are tripping On my leaves, the brushes fond
Random flight, it writes the mystery Dictating by chaos theory All our sad converging history Haunting ghostly love so eerie
Like FireYou're in the rearview, you're a story in the past. But you burnt the book so bad. I can still see the marks you left behind. You were like fire, wild and crazy. Something amazing. I knew I could never control you, or hold you down. Oh but you burnt this book so bad.Like Fire
I miss the fire, the smell of your skin, the way you made me crazy. I miss the worry, i'd feel within because i knew i couldn't lose the fire, the burn I was so addicted to And I've been keeping it inside but I can't anymore So if you're wonderin Yeah, I still
Surrender.ed.eleven days and nights we stand and wait for walls to crumble. windows are fogged and concrete aged with nothing but rocks and stubbornness. but we wait anyway. a man beside me put his palms on the surface of our normalcy. The most plain wall stood stillest. He let go of his feelings, and grabbed for my hand which was cold and flaky with crumbles. he told me crickets bounce and whales swim deep but walls can crumble. we all put our hands up then and the wall crumbled as we surrendered to convenience.Surrender.ed.
Oh sweet Caroline, Your no friend of mine,,,
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To live a creative life,
we must lose our fear
of being wrong.
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To live a creative life,
we must lose our fear
of being wrong.
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'i want this more than life...'
thanks a ton for the fave
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excuse my manners
if I make a scene.
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To live a creative life,
we must lose our fear
of being wrong.
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Where does that highway go to?
...godisnowhere...
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Craving for a little piece of mind.
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Clearly I am a passerby, but I'll find a place to stay . . .
Dear Pacific day, won't you take me away ?
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