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I can hear the rain pour Trickling, dripping Crying, dancing Rhythmic beats drumming And synching in time To the pounding pulse begging To burst..

A short stubby flower So different, so strange Amongst fields of roses All shiny and red. It snakes its way up Reaching out, Reaching high Till..

Why do you cry? Are you lost? Are you scared? Do you think of your past? Are you dreaming impaired? The hawk is now blind Your feet have been bur..

What is your name oh mysterious knight? Have you come to save me from my chamber so high? Do you plan to sweep me off my feet on this night On some..

Mirror, Mirror on the wall Yes you the one above the sink Inside my bathroom cold and small I am the fairest, don’t you think? My eyes are..

The darkness is nearing, advancing with time War drums beat songs of the dead. The howling wind cries with voices of pain Driving meaningless words..

Dance little girl while the sun is still down In the darkness, the world may not stare. For the grass is still soft and the breeze is still light A..

Open your mouth I am already dead You can’t laugh me to sleep With the words you have said For you I don’t bleed From my chains, I&rs..

Is it wrong to dream about dieing? To be able to feel the blood Snaking and pulsing its way through your veins Stutter to a faltering stop. To fee..

Can you see behind the mask This cracking chipping face I wear Tortured, bent, almost dead From the mocking abuse Your eyes have supplied The eme..