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A look into my head......... |
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Alone |
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Forbidden Love |
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A small girl All alone Stands in a feild A feild of Black Roses Her face so white Like Porcelen Her hands so small Like a china doll Her hair flowing in the wind Like a blck river She cries aloud For anyone to hear To hear her pain To see her tears Shes so innocent Yet a product of evil Alone she stands No one listens Alone, in a feild of Dead Roses
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She stood in the light of the Red Moon Waiting Anticipating Her heart beating through her cold chest Shaking Trembling She Turned to see her standing there Shocked Hesitant She fell to her knees in front of her Crying Sobbing She stood to look into those black eyes Desiring Wanting She took a deep breath Blink once Give in And she kissed She kissed the beautiful Vamp In the light of the Red Moon |
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Suicidal Tendencies |
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Gone |
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With hair like black velvet, And skin like milk. Eyes like a midnight pool, And legs like silk. She walked with a purpose, She walked with mystery, Yet she spoke with sadness, And deep misery. And she stood strong, And continued to walk on, Until she was no more. Until she was gone. |
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Suicidal tendencies, voices inside of me I can't stop this pain withen me. Memories of how you loved me constantly flooding me, I'm drowning in a pool of sorrow, and only you can svae me
(chorus) I tried to push it out I tried to let it out here is a dead end and only one way out.
Suicidal tendencies, murderous thoughts inside of me I can't comprehend all this hate thats consuming me. Memories of how you loved me constantly bombarding me I'm sinking in a pit of hatrid, and only you can save me.
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You sit back and watch don't even give a damn You have the nerve to smile grow up and be a man. You never hit reality your childness there constantly your driving me insane, and you wont even look at me!!!
*chorus x 2* fade out......... |
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Night Scare |
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Sit back. Relax. Breath deep, sleep.
Dream of me; what do you see? Do you like it? Do you fight it?
Coming at you, running to you, weapon in hand; your stuck in quicksand.
Cannot run! No more fun... Plethera of blood shed, you'll soon be dead.
A blow to your head, wish you were dead? Awake now. It's ok now...
Sit back. Relax. Breath deep, sleep? |
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I promise there will be more later....... |
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Comments are greatly appreciated!! Sign this guestbook with your comments on my poetry. Thanks! |
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