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| Pain I feel |
| The pain that I feel Is so deep inside It struggles to be free The demon in me The fire denied I gave him my soul He relinquished my pain And now I am scarred With the hurt in his eyes By releasing the pain My angel it killed By taking the love I thought it would heal But now in my heart The pain is all I feel Release me from this I wish to be free From the hurt in his eyes And the pain that I feel Oh set me free I gave my life to him But I cann't forget All the pain that I feel Help me revive The angel that died In the hurt in his eyes And the pain that survives Oh set me free I desire my life To heal from my wounds And be free from my pain I poured out my soul Into the void of dispare Of hell on earth Only pain was left The pain that I feel Only he has reviled The fire inside That consumes me alive The pain that is freed Is the demon in me The hurt in his eyes Is the way it survives |
| Fire |
| Flames rage inside of me My soul rebels to be free I can't deside On what is right And what is true My soul speaks of music That my reality cant play Tears of flames roll Cheeks stained with the soot Of many fires already burned Sorrow, the ture fire of rage Fuled by indecision Truth be told the public is uterly ignorant Just words on paper The connection between Soul and mind blocked No word in this reality describes it No tear can uterly extinguish it Scorn, sorrow, rage The closest possible path of discription Its almost a physical pain And I cant even know what it is Love, perhaps, but highly unlikely Pain is all I know to say of it Emotion so hot it catches fire A tongue of flame that constanly licks my soul A fear of reality The funniest part is you create you own reality I hear music But I know I cant play it with my hands I know Im ment to though Its like playing a flower You know you cant But you do Some great artists play through paint or note or language I havent found my insterment yet Words always are disappointing They fall short of expectation Anyway they cant describe emotions, feelings, Like a pure flame That engulfs your heart But there's always that brick box You know The one around your heart It keeps pain and people and sorrow out But how long can it keep you in? How long can it sustain Under your constant onslaught You know it has started to crack You see the world I do Thats why the flame is there It always was You just weren't concentrating Life, a blur Like out of focus Seen through a haze of tears Nothing to be done now It can't be helped The box has collapsed You wanted to see the world It frightens you But now the box is dust And no matter how much super-glue you use It cant be repaired You proved it Your will is stronger No matter how tender you heart is It has absorbed the boxes dust Your stronger now Even if you dont know it yet You have always been fighting the current Now the tide has changed Dont flow If you are meant to be on the beach Why drown with the guppys? <<<Continued to the left in the red text.... |
| Continuation of Fire.... |
| ..... Fly with the eagles of the sea But always come to rest where You know you belong Eventually everything is destroyed No matter how much we cry The tears only make the rock cored faster And the dust blow away sooner Memory, no matter how hard we try, eventually fades And the after glow is left in out eyes That bright spot left after looking at a light bulb Some people are bulbs All are in fact Its just that some burn brighter and longer than others No matter what I do It doesnt help The broadcast never ends It just floats in space Waiting to be heard |
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