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A Tragic EndingWe stood outside the commotion.
I held your hand and payed that we'd never fade away.
The carnival lights dimmed, and I think yousaid you loved me.
It was like a fairytale.
We were everything everyone wanted to be.
A rose fell beneath my feet and I collapsed.
I took you down with me.
We layed under the moonlight like tomorrow was never coming.
And you looked into my eyes and told me everything would be just fine.
They won't find us here.
We're like shadows hidden in a graveyard.
Our love would always grow.
And as we said our I love you's
Hands seized our arms..
And pulled us away.
It was almost like being pulled into separate dreams.
We became prisoners.
We could only wonder what to do.
I never thought it'd end like this.
RadiantLock this hate
Seal this rage
Whatever we choose to be
And impure but radiant glow
Seems to be the reason
We're all here
With death defying impulses
Like a crystallized shadow
Frozen beyond the confines
Of a resonated dream
Cast away from everything that's not obscene
A reason to keep this heart pounding
A beautiful replica of all the
Reasons why I don't want to be here
Provoke the iner instincts
To unelash the demons within
Send out the incandescence
Become what everyone thought you weren't
Stabilize your weak foundation
Bewilder your foes with
Kill them with everything you've got
Let them know what it's like
To be rejected.
We only live once
IHopeSheTastesFuckingGood.If only destroying you was as easy as it was to destroy me. I am not capable of bringing someone down that has never known what it's like to have their heart ripped in two. I cannot destroy you like you destroyed me. And I will not redt until you feel what it's like to be rejected. Until you know what it's like to be lied to for so long. You fucking cunt. How did she taste? I wish I could make the tears disappear but there's still something from you that I need. I need fucking revenge. And until I see you on your knees screaming at yourself. I will never let you smile. I will never let you laugh. I'll burn you alive until you know what it's like to have your heart torn out. I hope she tastes fuckingn good. I hope you die from guilt. I want to hear you scream your lungs out. And hate yourself for everything you've taken away from me. And I hope she tastes fucking good. And I hope she kills you like you killed me. Does she fucking taste good?
LetsRecallThePainWe'veSufferedEase the pain
Pull the trigger
End these lies
We're cold inside.
Here is reality
We are a dying breed
Can't forgive what we've done
Suffering has officially begun
Like a torch gone ablaze
Attacking the victim
Like the nothing it is
Bathe in turmoil
It's all we'll ever have
Ihale the insignificance
It's all we'll ever be
Dread the closure
Become the worst
If we don't recover
Who the hell cares?
You'reNotThatFuckingSpecial..The burning inside is another reminder of how I'm not meant for this
And I know that if you wanted, I'd crawl right back to you
But how many times must you destroy me before you're satisfied?
This pain is like a disease. You can't cure the ill-hearted
Poisoned hearts will always be weaker.
But how many times must you destroy me?
After everything I've done
After everything we've shared
You're nothing but a mind fuck.
But I still cherish you more than anything
You are the reason I'm dying inside
And why the scars keep reappearing
I'm tired of the tears
I'm tired of the emptiness
How many times must you fuck me up?
And I know I'll still come crawling back.
Worshipping you like a god.
You're not that fucking special
So why do I suffer every second we're apart?
Why do these tears feel like acid?
Am I lucid?
And I know one pulle of the trigger, can end this all.
The suffering wouldn't exist
This pain would be fictional
HOW MANY TIMES MUST YOU FUCK ME UP
BEFORE I LOSE CONTROL?
Before I give u
WeAllSufferWhenNoOne'sAroundIt's hard to concentrate//When your barriers are down//And there's nothing you can do to make anything better//When everything from the outside is attacking you and turning you into the beast you aren't//When you love there's nothing you can do to stop it//No matter how much it hurts//Our dreams are the closest we can get to reality//And we die inside every time we realize what we can never have//It's a plague that no one is immune to//We all suffer every day we realize no one is there//And that will never change//It's only lasts so long until it crashes into the ground//Leaving you right where you started//In the beginning with your first mistakes//Love is a killer//And we all suffer//We all collapse inside//I don't care who you are//Every time we inhale//We inhale someone else's sorrow//We are forever alone//I don't care who you are//When something is so far out of reach//We tend to give up//Because there's no point to wishing on a broken star
A lifeA life
when i stimulated the prayers of rib-beat
when i licked the temple of my teeth,
speed pushed my fingers shaped like confessionals
clasped holy, carved my throat to fixing-
lover; i did this for the anthem of your eyes,
the feel of strangled feet crushing the fame of stars
for the glow of streetlight worship, for the moons
of your crooning throat, for the halls of your arms,
the strayed revels of your arms,
lover: you manufactured a god out of the drugs i used
and had me addicted to the divine, to the dignity of music
you pressed in my direction: just what i am, hallelujah,
marijuana, day and night-
lover, i fell in love with your culture
that preached the real definition of dusked kneecaps,
the plea of closeted throats, the whisper of bless,
unlearning how to say please god in borrowed tongue,
i fell in love with your attention, nervous grace
lover. i levied the rubble of my sins
Synesthesia - III have learned not to say
when your voice burns under my tongue -
learned not to shiver
at the cold of sirens on the street -
learned not to describe
the pricks and strokes and touches.
I have learned that skin cannot hear,
nor ears feel
(whichever it is).
How strange to think:
I may travel all my life
and never find a lover who can hold my laugh in his palms.
Even The City KnowsIs it at all easy?
Being by yourself, I mean.
Sitting in a car, on a train, on a bus--wherever you might be now, isn't it hard to be a drifter?
There are no men with newspapers, no women with strollers, no love-crazy teenagers, no annoying toddlers, no anybody.
You stare out the window, like there are people out there, calling your name. The trees are out there, and they've lost all their leaves, all their buds--they've lost everything, just like you.
The sky is out there, and it's gray and colorless, just like you.
The stars are out there, and they're so blown-out-of-proportion, and they're just like you, too.
But the trees, the skies, the stars, they're used to being left alone.
You lack the ebullience of your drink, but it, too, is fading.
Frost has gathered on windows, on the ground, on rivers, everywhere.
Frost comes and goes, just like you, when you finally melt away.
The city draws to darkness and quiet--it disappears, just like you.
But, even frost
the tattoo artist.she finds gems hidden underneath my skin and
rips them out with her teeth, the sores
along my arms swelling with pride and red; never
has she wondered if the pain would make me
grit my teeth into powder—no, she knows
i take it like a man takes steak:
raw and tough and bloody, like my fingers
after picking scabs to let some fresh air in; her
words are etched on the point of a needle, and she
is a tattoo artist drilling ink into my body, her lines
thick with moxie: "alive" splayed out across
my wrist, "awake" above my heart—she paints
a vision on my eyelids of an endless sky and
tells me it doesn't belong to me, but that i
can have it; perhaps foolishly,
i believe her every word
Where my corpse is foundAs I lay here,
On the guest room's bed,
My grandmother exchanges the oxygen
for the delectable scents of cinnamon, sugar, candy.
She does this through the magic of baking
Gingerbread Men, Gingerbread Houses, Yule logs, Candy Canes.
While I smell my cruel ex-boyfriend's suffocating tangy cologne.
I hear the laughter of people outside the streets.
Their loud, cheerful voices show the huge smiles on their frost bitten faces.
While my ears hear the bitter melody of arguments.
My parents' failure to stay together as promised in a holy place
caused my lovely imprisonment here at my sweet grandparents' house.
Through the slight opening of my door and through the windows,
Color penetrates the Darkness I have worked hard to create.
One usually embraces the Illuminating Decorations.
While I lie down here to reminisce my friends
Who are Traitors;
Proof of their conniving betrayal was the broken art project
of A Christmas Star
sitting alone on the floor.
People at this time feel w
ISpilledMyHeartOutForYouThe moonlight engulfs the sky
Illuminating the stars
Fireflies in the night
Hanging like lanterns.
I remember these nights
We were so happy
We were so perfect
Nothing could stand in our way.
The stars seemed to cascade
As I fell asleep in your arms
And I wished that
We'd never fall apart.
And the sunset soon took over
Pinks and yellows flooding the sky
Even though the sun was warm
I still felt cold inside.
I lay on the ground alone
You vanished in the night
No I love you.
You left me.
I cowered in the shadows
Waiting for you to come back
No sign of you,
No sign of love.
The night came once again
Like a blackened sea
I saw and watched the moon
Like we always did.
Something about the silence
And I knew you'd come back
I thought you'd never leave me.
Our love was pure
We were picture perfect
I knew you loved me
I THOUGHT you loved me.
And as I stare at the stars, waiting
I only think of you
Something in the dark
Grabs my full attention.
I swear I heard voices.
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