| This is very confusing, I know. |
Cries of a Dying manDust settles in my head Socrates is all but deadCries of a Dying man
Single mind and single man Open heart gets slashed again Darkness starts to reappear Why can't I belong here?
Ancient spirit breathe through me Release my animosity Drive me toward the angel's hell Cast off life I knew too well...
There's no where to turn Anymore! So why do I stay locked in this place?
Time cuts me off
Breaks the world and Smiles at me. Silence is not enough!
Ancient spirit breathe through me Release my animosity Drive me to
No Way to EscapeFingers crawl out of my ears Grab my eyes and calm my tears But there is no escaping you Feelings I am forced to bearNo Way to Escape
Deeper now into my skin I feel the pain come crawling in Twists my soul and feeds in sin Deeper now into my skin No way to escape from them
The blissful moon reflects your lies Stays still within my twisted heart But there's no need to fall apart And watch as the fire dies
Deeper now into my skin I feel the pain come crawling in Twists my soul and feeds in sin Deeper now into my skin No way to escape from
White matterThe wintry wetness chills him as he speaks. "Listen friends--- great harbingers of life, Breathe in the absurdity of silence. Make use of it while time still favors; For the storm breaks over heavy heart And provides us untraceable purpose". He breaks the prevailing wind in silence Addressing slimy confidants with muted sounds: "Matter we shall forever be --- shifting Unquestionably in our bizarre states. But halt as our purpose created be, In sorrow dwell we who matter no more”.White matter
It creeps (the product) toward light's end As these things must do ---enter
| This is very confusing, I know. |
DreamsDreams I laugh at dreams As a child They are gasoline They keep us going Our dreams to take over the world Or fix the problems that plague us allDreams
Gasoline
At night they become The things that haunt us The things that become us The things that are us Are As teenagers dreams are those excuses
When people ask what in the hell are you going to do with your life? Where in the damn are you going?
It’s the classes we take The colleges we go to
The choices we make Choices Dreams are those things that take over during the d
Of Our LoveAngels of our love Dreams Are Made Of Promises And Promises Are Made Of The Feelings I Have For You And The Feelings I Have For You Are Made From Your Smile And Your Smile Is Made From Angels And Angels Are Made Of Love And Love Is Made Of Need And Need Was Made Of Our Hearts And Our Hearts Were Made From Love Have You Thought About It? Love Made From Angels Blessed By Those Who Cry When No One Listens And Wishes That Someone Would Notice The Small Amount Of Pain The Silent Screams The Pain One Feels When Left In Utter Solitude Taking A Deep BreathOf Our Love
If You Can't Love Me And if you can't love me, please tell me so.If You Can't Love Me
Don't let me go on this way, believing that what we have is real.
Because I love you
more than words can expre
A PeekA PeekA Peek
Air doesn’t trust my words. Frequent attempts to escape leave them Bitten by exposure While survivors grope back to the warmth, Settle back beneath my tongue And between my teeth Where they rot. Occasionally I’ll spit them out With a flick of the wrist. They back against a wall and Are half-happy, Because while all can see their faces They won’t be taken from behind. But you found That turning the page and holding their faces To the sun Lets you look backwards Into their mirror meaning.
You crea
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Who is today other then tomorrow's tomorrow
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