A look into my head.........
Alone
Forbidden Love
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
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
Suicidal Tendencies
Gone
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.
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.

*chorus*

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.........
Night Scare
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?
I promise there will be more later.......
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