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*Dad, I hope you can hear me up there. Your passing was so unexpected. You seemed fine tht night. I was just with you and now you're gone. I hope you kno tht I love you with all of my heart. I didn't evn get to say goodbye.I love you so much dad.You're not dead though, no matter wat they say.You're just sleeping dad, and you're gonna wake up and come back to me.You're not dead, but in the early moring while you laid in tht hospital bed and i kissed your head you were so cold, I hugged you and you didn't hug me back,you didn't move,I squeezed your hand and you didn't squeeze back,and all i wanted right then was for you to hold me tightly in your arms and tell me tht you kno i loved you w/ all of my heart and tht you loved me too.

Thankyou to all of my friends for comforting me through this time, it means so much to me.Thankyou Mikey for your love and comfort.Thankyou for evrything.

You're not dead, Dad. You're sleeping and dreaming with God in heaven. You will wake up and come back to me. We will be together again. I promise we will. I love you Dad.
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Go to my trustkill profile for more info. Dark, morbid, sad, gory, anything along those lines is what i like to write. Music has a huge influence on me.  Later on i'll add more stuff to this.  A7X!!! AOF!!!Thin Dark Line!!!

Hey guys!!I'm still working on my page.

More quotes and lyrics will be put on my page soon.

*PAIN IS TRUTH*-my own personal quote and don't u f#cking 4get it

*"But where was it when I first heard that sweet sound of humility? It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody. How grateful I was them to be part of the mystery,
to love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough."-lyric from LET'S NOT SHIT OURSELVES(TO LOVE AND BE LOVED),written by the extremly talented Conor Oberst.the song title is great also

*IF YOU DON'T LIVE FOR ANYTHING THEN YOU DIE FOR NOTHING-i 4get who said this


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Brandon Lee during his inertview on The Crow:
"I think that the appeal of Eric's mission is that it is a very pure one.He has come back to seek justice. I've done other films that have had violence in them, but I must say I've never done anything where I felt that the violence was as justified as it is in this.There's very little need to worry about contaption.This is justice,ya know,and I truly feel that it is,and I truly feel that if I were in the same situation I would do the same thing."

"This is the point of view that this character is coming from in the whole film because it has been brought sharply into focus for him how precious each moment of his life is.This is the best role that I've ever had the oppotunity to get my hands on in a film."
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"The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering".

                                           -Brandon Lee
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"He who makes a beast of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man"-Samuel Johnson
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WE COME OUT AT NIGHT by Avengend Sevenfold

Black and gray clouds willow in the balance as the sun falls.
Rain plays a heart warming tune, on the pavement.
Emotions stir.
A feeling of warmness, compassion, fullness, I feel at home.
Disguised by surroundings.
As the torn and left in the gutter seek vengeance on their
mistreated lives.
As the torn and left in the cold, seek vengeance on
mistreated lives.
A silhouette stands still.
A cactus on a warm summer night.
But the rain falls cold and the moon shines bright.
Black as night.
Cold as ice.
Warm as home.
Ready to live.
Stars they shoot.
In a clear.

Across the sky.
As does my time.
Waiting, wanting, feeling, emotion.
Crying, breaking, loving, nothing.
Clouds swallow the moon, and I'm alone,
thinking good times, and why'd they go?
Falling down, breaking down parts of me.
Fuck. I need this place to get away from you.
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ADELLEDA by Alexisonfire

This is really only all we have: day time, twilight, pitch black, night light. You had the coldest eyes and the softest touch: day time, twilight, pitch black, night light. These typed letters, beneath me. Fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough and maybe things will turn out fine. Hide behind your crystal screen and blow kisses at me. Remember what we said wouldn’t happen? Write your name on my chest in kerosene. Spark a match and you will never be cold again. This is really only all we have: day time, twilight, pitch black, night light.You had the coldest eyes and the softest touch: day time, twilight, pitch black, night light. Gag and destroy me bay-bee. I have a large collection of thunder that I stole from your window sill.
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PADRAIC MY PRINCE by Bright Eyes

i had a brother once
he drowned in a bathtub before he had ever learned how to talk
and i don't know what his name was but my mother does
i heard her say it once, padriac my prince i have all but died from the
sheer weight of my shame. you cried but no one came and the water filled your
tiny lungs. appear, my dear, and sing to me. it was six years ago today that
we laid you in your grave, your sweet young skin was shining then too.
and so tonight to celebrate i will poison myself.
another coughing, shaking fit in a bathroom that is spinning.
so i close the door and rest my head on the tile floor,
sickness and sleep turning me cold.
i am still not sure, is there some better place i should be heading towards?
where the selfishly sick and self absorbed are welcome.
i saw the future once.
i was drunk in a phone booth.
my eyes were wet and red but i could not tell what was said
and through the screams of the traffic voiced carried saying
i am sorry
on a day so gray its black inside
watching churches on tv
in a coma you don't dream you just hope that someone sits with you
babies turn blue when they are ignored like the sky on summer days
before you turn and walk away it has changed you
so tonight to compensate i will poison myself
another coughing, shaking fit in a bathroom that is spinning.
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A POETIC RETELLING OF AN UNFORTUNATE SEDUCTION by Bright Eyes

the language in the dimmer rooms seems to represent the light source well
how soft they speak and seem to be at peace
with the music and the madness that is pulling me in to this
and the shades of the lamps are woven red
the light, it stains and consecrates
anointing all forgotten forms that swirl and smoke
and haunt this place
the girls in gowns all nurse the dark
pulling it near to their swelling breasts
and watch as it seeps to their hearts
and beats within their virgin chests
and here i know seduction breeds from wanton hearts that would
seduce and grows and spreads its vine
and leaves embracing those who might have moved
but now remain to drink the night from vials black and thick
with intoxicating delights would leave you drunk
inside this dream
and you watch them take the light from you
and you find yourself on a velvet couch
tasting the skin of a foreign girl
her eyes are black and wet like oil
and she ties your hands with a string of pearls
and you tremble like a frightened bird
as she closes in and captures you to place you
in a silver cage deep within her poisoned womb
so once your safe inside, she might let you out
to fly in circles around the room
but its always night and there is no moon
and you wonder if you are still alive
and you're not sure if you want to be
but you drink her sweat like it was wine
and you lay with her on a bed of blue and its awful sweet
like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you
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LET'S NOT SHIT OURSELVES(TO LOVE AND BE LOVED) by Bright Eyes

The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness. A baby cried hard in an apartment complex,
as I pass a car buried under the influence. The city is driving me out of my mind.
I have seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
Next time he will not aim so high. Yeah, next time, neither will I.
A mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Her family is reduced to names on a shopping list.
Meanwhile, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
He know that there are worse things than being alone.
I have learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender? Ambition, I have found, can only lead to failure.
I do not read the reviews. No, I am not singing for you.
I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well. And I would throw my whole billfold
if I thought it would help. With all these wishes I make,
I should by something great, at least a telephone call home.
My teachers, they built the retaining wall memory, all those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
And I got my grades back and forgot just as easily, but as least I got an A.
So I don't have them to blame. I should stop pointing fingers;
reserve my judgment of all those public action figures, the cowboy president.
So loud behind the bullhorn so proud they can't admit when they have made a mistake.
While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen, he knows that he doesn't have to say it,
so it don't bother him. "Honesty" "Accuracy" are really just "Popular Opinion."
And the approval rating is high, so someone is going to die. ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split. And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
We are still the pawns in their game. As they take an eye for an eye until no one can see,
we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history. Well, I guess that we all fit into your slogan
on the fast food marquee: Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
I got the Blues! I got the Blues! That's me! That's me!
Well, I awoke in relief. My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills,
in a Chicago hospital. My father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away.
I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..." He stopped me and said,
"Child I love you regardless and there is nothing you could do that would ever change this.
I'm not angry. It happens. You just can't do it again."
So now I try to keep up, I have been exchanging my currency.
While a million objects pass through my periphery. So now I am rubbing my eyes because
they are starting to bother me. I have been staring too long at the screen.
But where was it when I first heard that sweet sound of humility? It came to my ears in the goddamn
loveliest melody. How grateful I was them to be part of the mystery,
to love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough.
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SOME RED HANDED SLIGHT OF HAND by Cursive

And now we proudly present
Songs perverse and songs of lament
A couple hymns of confession
Songs that recognize our sick obsessions
Sing along I'm on the ugly organ again
Sing along I'm on the ugly organ
So let's begin

It's no use to keep a secret
Everything I hide ends up in lyrics
So read on, accuse me when you're done
If it sounds like I did you wrong

Our Father who art in heaven
Save me from the wreck I'm about to drown in
Didn't I learn anything
Counting out my sins on rosary beads?

The reverend plays on the ugly organ
He peals out his sweet, insulting sermon
On the audience

So why do I think I'm any different?
I've been making money off my indifference
We all pass the hat around
This is my body, this is the blood I found
On my hands
After I wrote this album
Playing on that stigmata for cross over fans,
Some red handed slight of hand.
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VAMPIRES WILL NEVER HURT YOU by My Chemical Romance

And if they get me and the sun goes down into the ground.And if they get me take this spike to my heart.And if they get me and the sun goes down.And if they get me take this spike.And.You put the spike in my heart.
And if the sun comes up will it tear the skin right off our bones
And then as razor sharp white teeth rip out our necks I saw you there
Someone get me to the doctor, someone get me to a church
Where they can pump this venom gaping hole
And you must keep your soul like a secret in your throat
And if they come and get me
And if
You put the spike in my heart
And if they get me and the sun goes down
And if they get me take this spike and
Can you take this spike
Will it fill our hearts with thought of endless night
Time
Sky
Can you take this spike
Will it wash away this jet black feeling
And now the nightclub set the stage for this they come in pairs she said
We'll shoot back holy water like cheap whiskey they're always there
Someone get me to the doctor, and someone call the nurse
And someone buy me roses, and someone burned the church
We're hanging out with corpses, we're driving in this hearse
Someone save my soul tonight, please save my soul
Can you take this spike
Will it fill our hearts with thought of endless night
Time
Sky
Can you take this spike
Will it wash away this jet black
Now
And as these days watch over time
And as these days watch over us tonight
I'll never let them
I can't forget them
I'll never let them hurt you
I promise

Struck down
Before
Our prime
Before
You got off the floor
Can you stake my heart?
Can you
Stake me
Before
The sun
Goes down

And as always, innocent like roller coasters.
Fatality is like ghosts in snow and you have no idea what you're up against
because I've seen what they look like.
Becoming perfect as if they were sterling silver chainsaws going cascading...
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BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY by Queen

Is this the real life
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy,i need no sympathy
Because I’m easy come,easy go,
A little high,little low,
Anyway the wind blows,doesn’t really matter to me,
To me

Mama just killed a man, Put a gun against his head,
pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away.
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time.
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango.
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me.
(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro
Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go.
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.
So you think you can love me and leave me to die.
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.


Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.

Any way the wind blows…
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UNDER PRESSURE by Queen/Bowie

Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure - that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming let me out
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming let me out
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn
Why - why - why
Love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance
Why can't we give love
Cause love's such an old fashioned word
and love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Pressure
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PLAY THE GAME by Queen

Open up your mind and let me step inside
Rest your weary head and let your heart decide
It's so easy when you know the rules
It's so easy all you have to do
Is fall in love
Play the game,
Everybody play the game of love

When you're feeling down and your resistance is low
Light another cigarette and let yourself go
This is your life
Don't play hard to get
It's a free world
All you have to do is fall in love
Play the game, everybody play the game of love
the world go on below us
We are lost in time
And I don't now really what it means
All I know is that you love me
In my dreams

I keep hoping one day I'll awaken
And somehow you'll be lying by my side
And as I wonder if the dawn is really breaking
She touches me and suddenly I'm alive
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AQUEFRIGIDE IS BRE BESKYT DYRENE against italian pop conspiracy
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*I love you Dad. I miss you. We'll be together again forever, I promise.*