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I live in a castle made of bones Where the rivers of blood run high
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Innocence has never felt more wrong
It's a cliche way of pain
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by Xraided
13 lines,
on Nov 23 12:55 AM. In Erotica, Personal, Life, Pain, Dark, Death, Longing, Depression, Lost love, Goodbyes
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Come here sweet children I know its been rough
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I see mountains made of smoke,
And fields made of dreams,
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Lie your head down
On your silken bed
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Let's watch the city burn,
And laugh as we watch our hopes and dreams turn to ash.
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A whisper of an echo in the wind. I can hear you behind me.
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How powerless I am. Alone and forgotten.
by Xraided
14 lines,
on Jun 18 12:52 AM. In Personal, Life, Pain, Dark, Longing, Depression, Sadness, Loss, Suicide, Family
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The deep waters are made of ash A serene cascade of cashmere fog drifts gently
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So many personalities flowing Like a river of pain, I change everyday
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She smiles like the sunlight But she shivers in the dawn
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Silvery hate, a golden rage I can see his regret in his eyes
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One time I was a child One time I was so pure
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I dont understand this My world crumbles apart
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Hello Seattle Hello, Miss Morning Sun.
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Spoon fed lies from birth A rage, like fire
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And she glowed like a sun that had just been borne And she walked in the night of the moon
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An heirloom of heartbreak
A horror made of gold
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Do you beleive in what you see? There is nothing real I can guarantee
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She makes me laugh
A slow, distance smile
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A fire burns within me
But it is slowly dying out
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You have captured my soul
Kept it prisinor in your hands
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I push people away It is my curse
by Xraided
19 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 19 4:37 PM
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A course through your veins A beat of the heart
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You smile as your sigh
Death, a bitter lullaby
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Before forever Expect nothing but pain
by Xraided
7 lines,
on Jan 8 12:27 AM
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Fermenting rosewater Under the pearshaped moon
by Xraided
12 lines, 5 comments,
on Jan 8 12:17 AM
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Hiding behind a mask
His eyes tell a story
by Xraided
14 lines,
on Jan 8 12:02 AM
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A quell of blackness
She is now anonymous
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My heart is in my throat
The natural scent of fear
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