

Untitled 2003He has turned his heart away from me I cannot hear, I cannot see I do not eat, I do not sleep My tears have frozen, I can no longer weep He wants me away, I know not why Nothing to do but sit and cry Will we be together again? I know not if, I know not when Too much sadness, too much sorrow Will it be soon, will it be tomorrow? Will it be ever? Will it be never? He said that he would love me forever Why did he lie? Why? No answers, no questions No small suggestions Nothing to tell me, no words to console I am broken and shattered I am nUntitled 2003
Fudge 2004

Falling - What happens then?Falling inside a sea of lies Avoiding the truth Living behind a mask Lying just so the pain doesnt come back Inside an alternate reality Nothing is real.Falling - What happens then?
Gone.
This is what happens when you fall This is what happens when you go too far This is what happens when youre gone.
But what happens when you find out? What happens when youre at the end? What happens then? &n


BetrayedBetrayedBetrayed
Friends, thats what we once were. Once there was a time, A time when you could look into my eyes, see clearly the trust that I placed in you. I was there for you. I stood by your side. When no one else believed you, I did. When no one listened to you, I did. To me you were worth much more, more than gold, more than diamonds. I would have given up all the riches in the world, just for you. You were more than just a friend, Never did I doubt you, Little did I know what youd do, Betrayal. You b


Don't Say A WordSit down in this chair and don't dare say a word. I've listened for all this time and now it's your turn. You're set in your ways and you're different from me. You're distant and cold and so like a machine. Your soul never speaks and your eyes never cry. The lips I loved to kiss know only to lie. You hide from who you could be and have become a stranger. I want to know your reasons why but I only get cop-out answers. I doubt that you'll ever really hear what I say. Though I hope that you hear me before it's too late.Don't Say A Word
Let your guard down and don't utter a word. I'm tired
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All art is autobiographical; the pearl is the oyster's autobiography.
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But the Devil whoops, as he whooped of old: "It's clever, but is it Art?"
-Rudyard Kipling
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"The dreams of youth are the regrets of maturity." ~ Darkness, "Legend"
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Love me or hate me, either way your thinking of me >3
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