| "Dark Angel" written on 5-24-04 at 4:15 pm Cali | ||||||||||||||||
| Slowly, I walk along these streets, of this unforgiving place. My black wings flap once, twice, as a tear runs down my face. So numb, as it feels, my heart is cold as stone. The hate from those I loved most did this to me, and now I must walk alone. Don't worry, continue living that life, I'll be back to haunt you. In your dreams, I'll be there, then, what will you do? Go ahead, threaten me, that doesn't work anymore, you know? I used to have so much love, because of you, my love will never grow. So pale I am, so dark in the night, darkness is all you see, when you look into my eyes. If you listen closely to my soul, you'll hear faint cries. Cries for help that long to be released, from this darkness neverending. My soul cries for peace, as the hate from others keeps me bending. The dark angel. This is me. She flaps her black wings and continues on her journey. |
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| "So Cold" written on 5-30-04 at 5:30 am Cali |
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| So cold and tired, yet, so restless and numb. Some people call me smart, truth is, I'm not dumb. I wish there was some way, to describe exactly how I feel. All I know is, these feelings are real. Would you know? No, I don't think you could. Noone will ever know at all, not even you would. Should I go on, about how I feel so deeply? Or let you flatter me, with your comments so cheaply? Neither will I do for you, for just like me, you don't matter. Oh, you thought you did, well, guess what? You don't matter. I should just give up, on trying to explain. How my life is filled with nothing, but sadness, grief and pain. Or maybe you should SHUT UP! Then, maybe things will look up. |
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| "Love and Hate" written on 5-30-04 at 5:43 am | ||||||||||||||||
| Love and hate, which one is it, tell me. The hurt I have, you will never see. No, I'm not going to be a rebel, I've tried that, it doesn't work. Instead, I'll try to explain, where my feelings lurk. They are deep in my mind, where you will not dare to go. Feelings that I've pushed away, ones from long ago. Oh, how you'd love to be me, walking in my shoes. You'd KILL YOURSELF, you would ALWAYS lose. Lose that battle within, oh, you can try. But after two seconds of being me, you would break down and cry. Then you would cry for help, again and again. Let me tell you, the torture would never end. Then, you would just give in, you'll know my hurt within. |
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