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| Forever gone hurt and broken her own choice didn't stop her she chose her path couldn't give her she accepted the price wings to fly she wanted to fall so alone now she knew the consequence the pain of the mind she died from it knowing the choice coudn't have changed it had let her go no one did and tears of crystal she'd lost so much can't change the world that no one could see or even touch or even touch the heart thats gone My stimulus you're not the first to touch me but you will be the last I understand your hurting but I can not change the past I believe in you strongly as I always will but you must realise I'm no angel I don't make it my goal to drink and do drugs but theres more to me then just kisses and hugs I wont ask you to do all that I do just know that I'm not innocent I'll try to calm it some and make it less frequent however this is who I am though a bit wild not all I do is sinful but I hate being beguiled I'm very straight forward I'm aware of this but I truly love you as you know with every kiss of course I'll be faithful and wait for our day I don't want to change entirely and be left in total disarray you're not the first to touch me but you will be the last I understand your hurting but I can not change the past |
| Blind me to life thick smoke swirls upward ever upward to the stars shining down frigid, remote and pristine coarse smoke longs to snuff there virgin flame forever to erase there beauty there light their celebration of the night it wafts upward on the breeze surges ever up into the sky fueled by the fire in your heart smoke hits my eyes blinds me to life ersatz existence I willingly take your hand when you promise guidance friendship love illumination Stake in the heart Morning wake up in a single bed still dreaming I watch the light refracted through crystal into rainbow butterflies dancing across your hair spider gazes warily from the far corner you told me not to crush it for it's beauty Am I the same to you in a moment the sun will rise glaring with furious pride through the uncurtained window and you will wake and I will remove the stake from your heart which once immobilized but now just dulls if you didn't want to be hurt you shouldn't have loved me Empty an empty longing provides more comfort then the knowledge of security reaching out towards the filling of my soul desiring substance remains static dynamic interpersonal relationships flow as the ocean lifting me up tossing me beneath the waves our decaying heap of emptyness soothes me and I want to believe |