i'll rip the sky from the ground,

tell me now, who's my saving one?

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i don't mean to make anyone feel awkward,

insulted, or <insert bad negative thing here>.

just venting, it has to go somewhere hey?

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|: Coke :|

I bought a coke; it wasn't cold.
Dammit, I wasn't told!
But it was cold to hold...
Too late, 'twas already sold.
Drank it outside, it tasted like mold;
Shit, 'twas probably old.

...

Doesn't it suck when you're drinking coke that's warm?

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|: Reflection :|

The black tears of a machine fall on my cheek
Spreads, forming pools beneath my bloody feet...
Through the darkness it brings I attempt to find my eyes
I find nothing; emptiness fills it.

Apalled, I run away...
Splashing over sacred water apathetic
Where will I go, when will this end?
I am the fire upon the candle's short wick.

The path to light is blazed through darkness;
when I arrive, will it still burn?

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|: You :|

Hold me now, or never at all... never at all.
You keep on pushing me down, you love watching me fall,
Yet you help me up as you help me down.

Again I die by your hands... and by your lips, your tongue
I see behind the gentle kiss yet you slay me with your siren's song,
Your sweet caress hides your rotting soul.

...

To love you or to hate you, it pains me so.

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|: ? :|

The stars burn brightly tonight, how nice.
They've died thousands of years before we've lived; a forced existence.
This is how it is, and how it shall be tomorrow, forever...
No! We are bound only by ourselves.

...

Lick the flame, taste the burn
You feel pain, you squirm, you scream.
One thing for another, you know how it is;
Nothing is ever what is seems.

I see you, I feel you. But are you really there?

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|: ? :|

The slightest touch from your pale hand burns me;
Your shrieking voice echoes painfully within my ears.
Saying how wrong my ways are, and how you'll make me see,
But how ironic, it is you who will never see these tears.
Come, kill me once more, I love the searing pain!
Take out the world's anger on you on my shivering soul,
Blow a kiss on my cheek, then burn where I've lain.
When will I be free from my love for you? I'm such a fool.

...

Give me a reason to cut your tongue, damn you and your holy orders.

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|: Dancer's Destiny :|

Fair danes dancing burn the floor,
Rhythmic denial against forced acceptance
Their faces, cheerful as a child's, so pure.
Betrayed by a false smile awful poor.

Weaving a blanket of beauty and grace,
They wave their arms over their bodies;
With barely enough to hide the scars under lace,
Eyes are closed, though they see they face.

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|: Nights :|

How bright can such a heavenly morning be?
That I must cover my eyes, I damn this
Merely through the space between do I see your dear smile
Let us wait together as this great light burns away,
And run away into the moonlight together
Oh, uncaring, how swift time flies
As we hold hands and stare at the stars,
I will never, ever close my eyes!

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|: + :|

Under her scarlet lips deceptively sweet
Her corrupted heart beats erratic;
Why is it that I feel pain as our bodies meet?
An evil smile upon her face so angelic.

Her long, slender fingers run across my cheek,
Her touch leaves burning scars on my skin.
I shivers at the pain, yet to get what I seek,
I must sacrifice my soul for this heavenly sin.

Chained onto the wall with an imaginary harness,
Bound and tied with an invisible leash;
Where is the key to free me from this madness?
Hidden, deep beneath her breast...

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|: 03.11.2003 :|

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|: 03.08.2003 :|

Your pathetic life is a blade;
Its dull edge force their way through our weakened minds.
With your exagerrated pain as an intricate facade.
We give you our sympathy; pity binds.

Temperamental as madmen may ever be
Thoughts of godly wrath whispered into my ear...
Quivering eyes open to wait and see
The life of a friendship grounded on fear.

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|: 03.14.2003 :|

A vivid green shade blimds me as I offer a fleeting glance,
Swiftly, I see an image of a leaf's dance
Perhaps you could join me in this pleasant reverie, by any chance?
old my hand tight, and together let's fall into this lucid trance.

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|: 03.15.2003 :|

Vandal, vandal, what destruction ought you bring
Perhaps blazing flames to match this scarlet moon
Or pay homage to the earth with boulders falling
But then... why do I dare ask, as we vandals always act too soon...

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