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Imagine, imagine, Possibilities that could be, If I took your body and threw it out to sea. You'll never see me, Or hear one peep.
My pain Your gain Your goal My game My ruse Your muse Your thrills My pills My break You fake You steal I reel I laugh, remorse You echo -on course You hide I side, with fantom eyes My...
No matter what they say. Don't let them drag you down. They'll bring you to their level. Then force on you a frown. They'll shove you far below them. And pain will take its toll.
She comes at night, excited to see my face, her cloths stained red, her skin cold as the dead.
She smiles. A vivacious, curvaceous grin Crammed full of pearly menace. How many sins Are hidden within The cigarette-stained canvas And a life soaked in gin.
A knock on the knee when I was wee I used to sit on m' mammy's knee. Her apron tore An' I fell on the floor An' that was the end o' me. She chased me from town to town Screaming all the streets down.
With red lace, And black silk, And blood across the floors. No one thought To check on me: It's kept behind closed doors. No one heard me screaming: Help. No one knew the truth.
Soul like lead, Heart like stone. Say we've left you all alone. You're becoming skin and bone. Staying thin, Try not to eat.
A shard of a mirror, A piece of a glass, A reflective, smooth surface, I pray this will last. A pale face inside it, The eyes, empty pits, The shadow reflected, Just quietly sits.
Of all the lands you promised me, The living land condemned me; Trickles, -of deathly scars plunge deep, sweeping, -raping martyrs.
I'm small. I'm discrete, I'm shiny silver, sleek. Pretty sharp, but without mind. I'll tempt you for the rest of time. I can't write, the action isn't just mine. I write only in red pen.
The long summer days faded into the frail autumn breeze, Her smiles turned to tears, She realized her worst fears. Utilizing the sheer horror of things that could be.
Trees bare of life, just silhouettes of branches, lost in the gray, pondering whether to stay. This time of year always leaves me depressed, feelings of inadequacy, I try to keep repressed.
Let's play a game of Russian roulette Put away fame and you're all set Have no shame to let yourself soar Blow your brains onto this dirty floor The wheel spins around the bend One of us to hell it...
Pale skin and light blue eyes. Dark circles beneath from all the lies. Blonde hair so withered it's dead too. You'd never guess that she is you. Look in the mirror and you stare back.
I write this cause of all the ones I did last time I didn't have any hate ones.
S I L E N C E Burns Kills Stabs In the dead of night S I L E N C E Can be The bringer Of fright S H A D O W S Are A l w a y s Closer than They seem S H A D O W S who's eyes Seem...
T E H Y S a i d I A m M A D ... L o c k e d away I a m s a d ... Did I d o something b a d. Or am I just mad.
A cold silver circle Pressed against my mind Seduced by what this offers Pills of a metal kind An easing of my troubles In one so simple click A movement of a finger The end would come so quick The...
-I wrote this poem for a girl who never smiled. Her name is Ivy, like the poison.- Her skin was pale as the moon as if it never met the sun and the black clothes she wore created a contrast.
Something wicked this way comes, Emancipation imminent, the Devil whispering deceitful vice Uttering blasphemy, hot as ice Can you hear him. Does he Talk to you in the night.
D on't deny your lust, A ll that will do, is hurt you. R elinquish all your trust, K iller instincts. turn to. S ituations dark and grim, E ncased beneath the scenes. C hanging degrees of sin.
I had a life, I swear it. I have loved, I swear it. I never touched the knife, I swear it. I had a soul, I swear it. I never hated you, I swear it. I wasn't the mole, I swear it.
Deep scars she hides No war she has seen, These wounds spring forth From thoughts so unclean, They declare her repulsive That she is unfit, So she makes true these words With a knife and a slit.