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Epitaphs of the HellBelle to answer some of your questions...it's not helbelle...'cause it just looks wrong. it's not hellbella/helbella because...ich lauf...it just sounds really...strange and obscure...and no..it's HellBelle... |
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| poetry of the dark stupid one | |
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"Lucyfer" in tribute to my friend Lucy (hah...he hates that..but woe is him...not me) ^-^' ________________________________ Cornerstone of my desires
Fade into memory as all that I realize as true�deceives me
With each fading candle
I see my life passing before my hollow eyes
Dreary�cold�.but unafraid
Can u see me?
A translucent star amidst the beating winds
Can u feel my anguish?
Grow like the vines that captivate my soul
Closing in on my soul and as I learn my fate�my courage betrays me
Underworlds�welcome me in
Sunshine�forsake me like all the rest
Pallid like the snow�I am gone
Can u hear me?
Thunder of a heart beating its voiceless sorrows
Can you touch my scars?
Run your hands down the history of my being
My inner sacrifice to exist�without being known
Nonentity�.true but�fickle�
Is all but the will to avenge�
LuCyfer... calmer of my soul�
captor of my heart
home�. |
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"I Am"
I�m only the shadow on the wall.
The malignant ivy that spreads in your heart.
The cold you feel as the wind comes through your window.
The darkest most desirable thought.
I�m only the messenger from afar.
Carrying news to the weary.
Crying silently to myself, pretending to be well.
Cursed as the ones in the grave, as dreary. |
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I call this one "Black & White" (ya...how creative) and i particularly like this one...and also the one above....not really the one next to this one...but okay
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When all is black n white
And colors fade to dreams
And dreams fade from reality
And demise is the color scheme I choose
When will it end
The chill that froze me
When will it lift away
Drifting away on that sullen cloud
Forging my truths into a simple sentence
�all is forsaken.�
and forever more�forever more�
I feel trapped |
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