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November 25 FragileFragile lives are lead through lies and broken souls are lost. Breath through desire and choke back tears, these chains of restraint won't break. What you want is what you kill and colour drains as blood spills. Forget the lies as morals disguise your true colour fades. Place the blame and stay ashamed to be yourself inside, pray they've heard the words you've spoken, dare to belive.
Heads turn away, deny everything, on your own, slowly walk away.
November 14 NothingnessAs eyes begin to see
shadow of a broken soul
A lesson learned in time
if it were up to me, I'd follow you forever
how did you get so far away? November 11 Black CloudsBlack clouds following me, awaiting my fall. Raining down sorrow and thoughts I can't escape. With emotion storming I'm trying to find a sign of life. Blocking out the sun they drive me to find shelter, only to run again after it's knocked down. Trying to hold onto my heart wrapped in barbed wire I'm running from these black clouds that never seem to leave. Left with nothing but biting cold, out of controll and words untold, I've lost the sunshine again.
A helpless ending for one so great, blood stains can prove that. November 06 NotesPapaer - In a crowd and all alone,
On the floor when no one's home.
Left with tears and pain to spare,
At this pace I'll get nowhere.
Arm - Crawling falling Broken Sinking thinking away "IDE"-(code)
Hand - (various drawings) In this world I'm not worth saving, I'm six feet from the edge and fading. Take me.
Leg - What's it like?
Fingertips - Let me leave you screaming
... November 03 ForsakenI cannot be forsaken, as I watch them walk forever in a mask. I walk amongst them, with them, through them, but it doesn't change a thing. A gray scale world, drained of colour and hope. I pass them by, they pass me the same, do they know they're dying? A crowded hall and everyone's alone, photo negative vision through tainted glass. Smashed and shattered to some, and others painted to cover what we hate. We are, what we have become. Forsaken. |
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