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Get the dark away,
Don't make me pay.
by Lovely Luci
3 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 31 9:41 PM 2007
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by Lovely Luci
11 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 31 9:36 PM 2007
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Karmageddon,
Losing the translation in the soup bowl of reality.
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The lines in my hands start nowhere,
And they end nowhere.
by Lovely Luci
43 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 31 7:02 PM 2007
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by Lovely Luci
42 lines, 9 comments,
on Oct 30 7:26 PM 2007. In Abuse, Adult, Angst, Dark, Life, Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Sadness, Anger, Hate
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Lo, the meek shall inherit the Earth,
And what a dusty jewel shall it be.
by Lovely Luci
6 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 28 11:27 PM 2007
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As the wind whispers through the elderly,
A moment spins on it's axis faster and faster.
by Lovely Luci
4 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 28 11:20 PM 2007
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Race tracks and heart attacks,
Butterfly wings on broken things,
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Karma twirls, spinning down godless halls.
Skirt capturing the Colors.
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One, two,
Lowered in the ground.
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Shattered cracks of twisted cards,
As bloodied socks dance across endless landscapes.
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A fallen tree blocks the road.
The river's waters run like wildfire.
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At this pace, the dust is always settled.
The click of well-worn boots on old highways.
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Strap me in,
Freeze me out.
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Our Mother, which art in Heaven Hallowed be thy Name,
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Our Mother, which art in Heaven Hallowed be thy Name,
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The echoes of what could be
Blaze along the crimson Sea.
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Cave in my skull,
Fill me with holes.
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There is a dream,
That once was real.
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Sing me to sleep, my love.
Sing this world away.
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All I have are memories.
All I know are symphonies.
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Feelings lay dead,
The Abyss owns my head.
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Broken branches cracking under foot.
The blackened leaves feed grief.
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Dancing in demeaning darkness.
Descending from developing death.
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Behold the bedfellow of Loss.
His windows adorned with curtains,
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I'm trapped in my mourning palace,
The windows black with lines of loss.
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Woe unto thee who dances with society,
A symphony of pain as ye knock on thy coffin thrice.
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"Does love make you want to cry?"
No, love doesn't make me weep.
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My love echoes in Fear’s blood-kissed mirrors.
Stitches flog back my voice, remembrance of past heresy.
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It seems I shall forever ride.
Payment for services I won't forgive.
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Hand in hand shall ye walk with they brethren.
Thy footsteps a hollow echo as ye trudge.
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The seas of beauty are barren,
The forests of captivation are burned and scarred.
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You see the boy in the background?
Can you hear on the edge?
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