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Your words,a hammockNo, you can't leave me alone
why do you do this to me
It's sweet that you love her
It's cute that you can
but you're still the only hand I'll grab
when i need to get up
Have I lost you
Do you still hold me high in your heart
do you still love me although we are always apart
I can't think straight
I never could
I do not use this brain I have as much as i should
drowning in a salty sea
one set up by only me
i lay fetal in a closet
for hours at a time
hoping you were there
to take me
I want nothing more
than a still beating heart
but I can't
and I won't
for these diseases are monsters
theyve taken a toll
theyve made me want to die
when you made me push to live
but i dont have you anymore
and i could never hold you
but without your body and just your words
you had cradled me
and made me safe
but now this life i just cant take
revengeNot once not twice
Have I heard you say
I love you so much, don't ever go away
You're fluent in lies
But it's okay
As am I
There are secrets I hide
The blood on the counter- well that isn't mine
That gold gleaming dagger soon to be in your spine
This feeling of spite it's impossible to hide
I love you
I hate you
No one else should have this pleasure
This immaculate revenge
Well let's just pretend
I'm practical and perfect most distinguished as they come
Not bleak and meek
Those petty women have nothing on me
For revenge is what I seek
You left me to die
Alone in the street
They told you
SHES GOT THE PLAGUE she has is, she does
Save me from that brothel
Poison my ears
Every word a drop of honey so sickly sweet
Married me, you did
But when you learned that lie
My past lover had told you
You looked me in the eye
YOU WHORE look what've you done! You planned to infect me but ha! You thought I loved you I barely did
Those words those word
A crimson crusadeThe splice of a knife
the pull of a gun
bloody murders just so fun
as they squeal in pain
their soul splitting away
scarlet screams spilling unto me
im running around on a crimson crusade
ask me why
and ill smile real wide
bearing my fangs
dont u are think im sane
because all of you people YOURE HUMAN YOURE THE SAME
im doing this on purpose im letting you leave
im giggling on the surface
i love to see you blee
im climbing through your window with a crimson cape
im no superhero
im a person you should hate
hollowI lay empty
lost inside me
fear ravages at thy soul
a lonesome facade
If i dare close my eyes
will i wake on the other side?
Can reality hear me
will they despise me
as much as i do?
each being as flawless as the sun
But can they see
hollow little me?
Game of sorrowswhy weren't you kinder?
why couldn't I cry in my own home?
I thought it was my sanction
why must you hit?
You gave me nightmares
and ruined sunny days
I've always wanted to leave
but you've made me too scared
and convinced me no one would want me
home always made me cry
mostly because you lay on the couch inside
I now cringe at the word
what kind of a monster are you?
My memories won't go away.
They haunt me and follow me every fucking day.
WHY DID YOU MAKE ME THIS WAY?
I always feel so small and lame
I believe you, no one would want me.
I believe you, I am nothing
Youre so sick
You and your game of sorrows
Im so scared
IM ALWAYS SO SCARED
I wish you were dead
I want you to pay
for making me this way
because now Im so sick with sorrows
untitledI know I've never met you
but I feel like i am floating
when your name pops up
and I always forget im talking to a stranger
because all my thoughts are happy
after I thought I couldnt do that anymore
I spent all my days lonely
saddened by the sun
living every day
for that tiny rae of sunshine beeming through the fog
thank you for taking me away
even if its temporary
I can't be so sad
when I know theres you just a long while away
a dusty figureI'm living in your shadow
trying to get away
but you wont let me
you turned into me and as long as i am changing you are too
i dont want to be seen
who am i kidding?
I really do
But I can't be I cant be
because there's always you
so lithe tall and skinny
with the same personality
I am nothing but a chimpanzee
thats why im a shadow
always second best
only seen by the bearer
I try so hard to keep myself alive
I'm not even seen
I'm not even heard
my words are all but empty
Im living in your shadow
and when i close my eyes theres darkness
and when i open them its still there
it wont ever go away
Im living in your shadow
and there shall I forever stay
no life without lovei once had a heart and then one night it went rather tart
i woke up with a start my chest no longer heaving yet i still felt like i was breathing.
i assume it was the angels teasing,
i was not dead nor alive for some strange reason i hadnt survived the night
i say this because i now see with different eyes
i was frightened i was scared i was bitter i was numb
but then i remembered there is no life without love
have you ever noticedHave you ever noticed that when you cry alone you wantsomeone to be there
but you pushed them away because you wanted to prove you were not weak
In the end theres always that one person who tries so hard to push youforward
and they never truly leave your side
Have you ever noticed theyre that invisible person that brings forth calamity as you cry
well you've still got time, so at least try to notice
If an angel hears meIf there is an angel near me, I pray to remember me, and I know it will, at see my love for you.
Although I also know... that between me and her, the sky only have dark clouds...
I will pray, I will seek, I swear, I will find it, even if I had to look in a million stars.
In this dark life, absurd without you ... I feel you've become the center and the end of my universe...
If love have any limit, I would cross it for her, and in the vast emptiness of my nights, I feel you, and I will love you ... like I could love you for the first time, when a kiss was a whole lifetime...
Feeling like I lost all my mind... for you.
I understand that your kisses must never be mine, I realize that I will never see my reflection in your eyes. But despite that ... my heart ... instead of love you less, loves you even more.
The two is just one single soul: The scent of her hair, the murmur of her silence...
Her smile like a sweet tale... the sweet honey I tasted on your lips.
I thought you and thought you
Young LoveI was so young
when I first heard
the beats of my heart
pulse lightly upon my ribcage
My toothpick bones,
to the powerful palpitations
And I was still young
when I heard again
the throbs of my heart
pound forcefully upon my ribcage
My metal bar bones,
to the butterfly-wing beats
So you better hurry, boy
as my ribs are becoming
thick as steel
and you’ll soon need a metal cutter
to reach my heart
(And I don’t want to become damaged in the process of being loved).
from the back of my throat, i promisethe world is made of talking trees and cloudy water,
and the way you look at me
i'm no artist but i think i've painted your voice at the base of my neck
it's not something you can come back from
and tomorrow won't be a victory any more than it will be a loss
how to love a girl who can't love herself.get lost under the sun, then
fight the break of dawn.
i am nothing in the dark,
so show me
walk with me,
to the secret place
where i met you
(those turquoise city dreams)
when the sun goes down,
when the moon shines,
(girl of the ocean, let's go
somewhere only we know.)
please, i beg you.
winter me gently, because the earth laughs in flowers, and
red red roses, they're so beautifully
These Bones (I'm in Suicide With You)we're lost without words
in the ache of the brightness.
these bones are old
we are lost--
i'm lost without you.
(but i haven't a clue what you do with me.)
these bones aren't gold,
so what's worthwhile
about them to you?
we are carbon
blood, blood, flowing blood
that clots in cuts
and runs rivers in veins
and stains, how it stains,
carpet and floor and hands
i'd be more
than all the good
i do for you.
i'd be lost without you
but you don't need me
and i'm in suicide with you
for too many reasons
and too many times.
but my only question--
is my love
even if i lie?
What Shall He Be?Oh what shall he be - the one to steal my heart?
Many a man is there in this vast world,
But what sort should I desire?
My sisters have oft said to see him in my thoughts.
To know him there and appease my dreams.
I am slow to act, for what reality could compare to a woman's dream?
But, alas, I do believe
That even I find myself dreaming of him now and again.
And so you ask, what sort of man is he?
Well listen close, for here I shall tell of what sort he would be:
He should be tall and graceful, elegant and fair;
With sweet golden locks of his curly hair.
And have blue eyes that sparkle in the light
Of the sun, bright, as does his smile shine.
His tender words and gentle touch
Would so sooth my heart and troubled mind.
His strong arms would hold me fast in the darkest nights
And chase away my fears 'til dawn.
His sweet lips would kiss me tenderly, lovingly just so.
He would have a heart of pure gold, and be loyal and good.
And looking into his eyes, he would see my soul
And I, giving my
I won't forgetI will always remember
you quietly waiting in the corridors
and opening doors for me to pass through
you drifting in and out of office spaces
and as we walked with matching paces
your smile would quietly etch itself into my memories
of what we were when we were not together.
I will always remember the feelings I wanted to forget
as I walked the limits of darkness every night,
my loneliness like a silhouette
that knew no respite
from the resounding cries
of the kookaburras in the trees
weeping for the heart that wanted to be free
to be with the you
who could not be with me.
I will always remember the voice inside my head
uttering a love that could not be said
across the oceans and the miles
that stretched like a chasm before us
but it was never a distance we did not surmount--
each night a transgression of space and time,
a compression of our imaginations and our minds.
I will never forget these slivers of a past
that used to haunt us with the pain of our non-existence
in a reality we'd
TnM- del odio al amor solo hay un pasoTnM- del odio al amor solo hay un paso
Fred: Thomas porque quieres enamora a mi prima
Thomas: Fred la amo aún ella no me conozca yo la amo
Fred: bueno Thomas solo te aviso no la hagas daño por favor
Thomas: no te preocupes no la haré daño nunca
Un Romance o más o menos...
Marie: me puedes dejar de seguir por favor
Thomas: no hasta que admites que estás enamorada de mi
Marie: eso nunca
Jazz: pero Marie porque no te acercas a él no es malo
Marie: eso parece pero después te rompe el corazón
Jazz: Marie solo porque te rompieron el corazón dos veces no signifique que todo son así
Marie: no es verdad a mi primero me ilusionaron después me rompieron el corazón después me engañaron
Marie: porque me hace esto todos *con lagrimas en los ojos*
Marie: Lucas mi amor y que hacemos hoy?
Lucas: Marie necesitamos hablar
Marie: de que amor
Lucas: creo que tene
Sleeping VolcanoWhen you kiss me
thousand little needles
pierce my skin
delight and pain
both burning calmly
like sleeping volcano
slowly consumed by
heat and fire
and I bleed
poison and nectar
embraced by your need
and even if
we grow distant and old
fire burns out and lava turns to stone
my blood keeps
screaming for your lips
comaticIf I could dream for a thousand years
I'd somehow still end up here
because in my sleep I dream of home
and you're the closest thing I'll ever know
As long as I'm beside you whether we end up in heaven or hell
my puzzle is complete because youre the only other piece
I'll dream for what will seem like a thousand years to me
I'm sure it will seem like a month or two for you
Because im asleep yet awake, i cant quite escape
I really want to communicate but i'm to busy
im to busy being lulled away by your symphonic voice
its the only thing that keeps me alive
im sorry im sorry im sorry im asleep
but when i wake up youll have my soul to keep
SweepAs soon as he stepped into the open field, he slung the minesweeper from his shoulder and pointed its nose to the ground. It was old, worn and heavy, and old and rough, calloused and breaking, and old. The metal between his hands was cold and chilled his fingers. If he was not careful he could step on the very mines he was trying to find. They would have to pick up the pieces of his body and to send the tags home where his wife would cry and hold his son and daughter close with nothing to show them of their father but a piece of metal engraved with "Ajeet Singh".
One sweep, than another.
This war had taught him to never trust open spaces. Open spaces were where the mines were planted, where Prets lay in wait. France was green and damp just like the uniform he wore. It had been days since he was separated from his unit, and now the Allies were breathing on his neck, searching for POW’s, searching for the enemy of which he was one. &
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