thoughts....Thoughts of forgiveness,thoughts....
An homicide for the worlds demise,
Never thought Id be here again in my mind,
I’m on fire but its cold,
Where has the warmth gone,
Why do I not have chills within,
The broken parts of my scattered soul I exist so I must be real,
I drowned with out the water no shoreline of protection yet I have always been free,
Trapped all alone its better this way,
A rule for my self I never fail to brake,
Where is my release tonight,
To remember or forget the unending debate,
I'm No Angel"I’m no Angel"I'm No Angel
I’m no angel but the blames not always mine,
The world is not based off my mistakes of what not to do,
I’ve got my own weight to bare you see,
And yours isn’t one I need,
You cannot place the red paint on my hands while yours remain clean,
My advice you take for granted my lessons you don’t heed,
The drugs you take and the stupid choices you make,
That’s will always be you not my mistake,
You don’t see that I used to be you,
Wanting to be some one like me, &n
lostI've finally lost control of this game for i loose,lost
my soul has finally riped in two,
i dont see healing myself this time,
the result of trying to hold everything that i cant tame,
voices, voices, hammer to stone just another crack,
silenced in my own head i cant stay this way intact,
the thoughts wont stop comming always asking why to what is still left sane,
no longer can i use my old ways to numb away the pain,
could i disappear to clear away my mind an throw fate a twist,
if only i could be forgotten to fade from others min
the shadows under the eyesSo sweet the nector of revenge,the shadows under the eyes
Those who hurt and leave nothing but hate,
To see their suffering as a sick past time that has no end,
They cringe in agonie feeding the grin with your blackend sight,
Lies hold the justification of vision that allow this to permite,
Long ago did you take the demon's and angel's together as one,
The balance silver now tarnished what exists is the end result,
Numb to remorse or pity,
No longer bound to chains of why those were pushed away by each inner lie of reason,
You step from the shadow to se
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The pigeon feeds from the devil's hand.
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~Fear No Art~
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Do you ever feel like the sky is too small?
This half is.
I'm textually abusing you.
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but, I really love your writing...
Welcome back- and I've totally missed you.
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HEY LISTEN, HEY LISTEN, HEY LISTEN, HEY LIS- okay fucker, you go on ahead and do that.
You just lost the game.
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