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Black, was the dawn, average in this sortof of withdrawn scorn I wished nothing but the best for you, a broken heart was what was returned
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Blood Enriched seams of love another story, born of gore
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Travel swiftley like a Misty moon Endure quietly like a dead priest
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Pain seeks, through broken seams,
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its Christmas time again Though nothing really began
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To you I wished everything In return, I felt nothing
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Break me down
Watching you drown
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Burning passion in my mind Look hard, you'll never find
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I live upon the moonlit mist In the darkness you will never miss
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I bleed in the darkness
And hurt in your memory
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Cold in despair
I look at your corpse and only stair
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Forever look at your need But never Bleed my love
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Welcome to life they welcome you with a knife
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Blood covered the floor
Like shadows on the ground
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What good will it do?
your heart so beats so few
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all the lies
i've said them all
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Good morning
Spoke the little child
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You try to control me
but you will never succeed
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Burning the eye
Only hoping to die
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A heart that the world had forgotten
A girl, laying in the dead of the night
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The fire was burning bright
And every heart was filled with fright
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I've given up on it all
Though no one had know till now
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shadows crawled amongst the graves
a lonley soul,silence,its only a dream
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Fall on those who had fallen
Those who had died for the only light
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She was hells daughter, though i though different
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The angels, and the stones all weeped on that night
For the girl was never more
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Welcome me with arms of cold winter, for deaths left hand to reach out tom me and welcome me home.
by SiyanaSilverMist
12 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 18 6:52 PM 2008. In Dark, Personal, Thoughts, Sad, Weird, Death, Lost in thought, Longing, Emo
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Cursed,her name had been
Burned,her soul had been
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A single rose stands in beauty and brilliance
Though the rose begins to die
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It is a beautiful night
Underneath the glimmering moonlight
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I kept my promise
You went back on yours
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I never want to leave my place of rest
My winter white World
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What do i do with all these broken dreams?
Should I just throw them away
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