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Every morning I wish I could start over again
I’m filled with lies and shame, and I can’t pretend
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After awhile you don't feel pain
You don't taste the bitter reality
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Ensanguined flesh withers.
Strung up in the gallows,
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Gluttons to satisfy.
The superficial pain we thus pacify.
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when death seems so welcoming and there's no hope left in me, how can i come to believe
that they's a God?
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Sitting in silence inside my room this bare dull poem is my tune
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wouldn't you like to know?
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I'll let go and forget the scent / Of the place I long to be / Once ago I was there / A paradise you couldn't believe. / The child grows inside of you / As the colours beat the heart, / The bliss inside you
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by Bullet To The Head
20 lines, 2 comments,
on Mar 25 2:42 AM 2007. In Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Fantasy, Dark, Contemporary, Adult, Abuse, Angst
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It was like the reflection of pain, smeared in each tear. Heartache finally got to us, everything we both feared.
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Remember when the ocean, was filled with salt from my eyes, And all the forests perished, by the burn of my touch?
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My existence is built from execrable memories Twilight is torture--come morning, I awake.
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So I lifted myself to the rooftop To see if I could get more air.
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The sun shines down and i cant see a thing Dreaming of what hope tomorrow will bring
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if i leave you behind-- would you find
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Why don't you let me love you? Like I always say I do.
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Amour vous for all of eternity;..if you May never love me back. Though, I know if
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Dropped into a world of sadistic ignorance Mankind fight for domination
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A Bullet To The Head -And Then You're Dead
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I've come to awaken from this nightmare, For life's malady I could no longer bear.
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I'm guzzling satisfaction in a bottle form, And stumbling over yesterday's collapse.
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Sometimes, I loose touch with reality and dont know where I am. br
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I.n the middle east, there is a war going on; we hear about it all the time. br
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Art thee, who keepeth thou heart beating? br
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I have to get up to change the station br
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There's a pond I visit every once in awhile. br
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