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♥
whisper





The most beautiful song ever:

Hurt by Trent Reznor

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feeling disappears
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way


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"so weak and powerless over you" a perfect circle

"perfect little dream, the kind that hurts the most" nine inch nails

"and i feel all this pain, stuffed it down, it's back again" staind

"am i the ghost upon the stage, am i your anything" afi

"who knew" pink

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Musicians I love:
AFI
Korn
NIN
Metallica
Staind
Seether
Foo Fighters
Waylon Jennings
Trisha Yearwood
Willie Nelson
Keith Whitley
Alice In Chains
Nirvana
White Stripes
The Cure
Slipknot
Stone Sour
Mudvayne
Pantera
Live
Tool
A Perfect Circle
Matchbox 20
Jeff Buckley
Kings of Leon
Pink



A Romance By The Wings Of Icarus by It Dies Today

As the flame of the candle stands still into the biting air,
and the silhouettes of a broken man crash to the floor.
he rues the day he flew too close to the sun.
recalling her smile as his wings melted
and he descended to the depths below.
she had spoken of things all too impossible for hearts to behold.
her beauty beckoning his soul.
defenseless he fell enamored by her intoxicating charm,
she had spoken of things which he began to believe.
this was not supposed to be.
screamed the temptress.
her lack of empathy being her only vice she constructed a heart shaped tomb.
there she swore she would lay and perish.
with his wings charred and the pieces of his heart lying in ruins on the floor.
she had spoken of things all too impossible for hearts to behold.
he dreams of a day when the candle would begin to flicker in the cold night air,
perhaps then he would fly again. he will fly again

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Check out these poets

cemetary rose ~ my poet soul sister
Jer ~ my son http://allpoetry.com/jer
XXXFlipperXXX ~ my soul mate http://allpoetry.com/XXXFlipperXXX

Please look under my lists to see some of the great poets on this site.

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you said Is by e e Cummings

you said Is
there anything which
is dead or alive more beautiful
than my body, to have in your fingers
(trembling ever so little)?
Looking into
your eyes Nothing, i said, except the
air of spring smelling of never and forever.

....and through the lattice which moved as
if a hand is touched by a
hand(which
moved as though
fingers touch a girl's
breast,
lightly)
Do you believe in always,the wind
said to the rain
I am too busy with
my flowers to believe,the rain answered