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In the wrong direction
they fly on with the storm.
They take the devil’s outline
as an angel's fantasy form.
-Hallucinated by -
energet..
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She remains defiant in the face of death
Nailed to the cross
Accused of treachery and witchcraft
She was only true to her soul
She had a taste..
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for Beryls dark poetry contest
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My Dear,
I am sitting by my window and writing as the summer lights dance upon my desk. I know I can't see, or be with you right now, but know that..
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I tried to make this into a song so that my friend could make the music to it and it didn't work, ah I failed, but yo can read it any ways...
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I cry when I look in the mirror, but not because of the obvious, not because I desire to not be the reflection but because, I fear, that I, am, losi..
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Brake the pieces that were finally found
HA!
And I thought the ground was low...
Kick me as I bleed
Yea
THAT"STHEWAYTOGO!!
LOVE??
A silly ..
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Trapped in a circle
Thousands of corners are closing in on me
Falling tears split my life
Untouchable to the ones I love
But really?
Who can ..
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A little argument that took place, what's your opinion?
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Your why I'm living life
Your why I can survive
The hopesand dreams all rest in your eyes
The life I need is being your wife
Children I want, yo..
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