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ryan-cristian
i am a piece of the never ending shit that this world created to care for it
But then she thought that she is dead but still I am there beside her having faith believing that Life flows through her magic veins and when she wakes and opens her ****** eyes I will be there for her to see and she will know she will again believe that she is and will never be alone.
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
The Sleeping Princess
Yeah those fingers give me shivers he starts playing lovely lovestrings
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 9:53 AM UTC
Guitar Man
Three epinephrines lodged to your vein Still I'm watching you die Looking at your cold blue hands and lips, Staring at your drying eyes... Dilated pupils, blank stare... Watching your daughter cry. Where are you going now? Go! Please go! Walk out of your hospital bed Then lie down on the cold morgue bed instead Rest your self to sleep after the last pain that you'll feel You suffered a lot now Why don't you take a rest? Don't be afraid to go now You've already done your best So if you want to go now, leave! And let me try to help you stop your chest.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:58 AM UTC
Rest Yourself To Sleep
Deep oh deep is the anthem where it came from True! Oh so true is the song of my kingdom! This love dominates my territory called heart Oh love! Oh love! Do you hear at least a part? My heart sounds like shout and it could not rest From singing its song for you, doing it's so **** best For you to hear at least a note or a rhythm or a harmony Oh love! Oh love! Do you feel my agony? Little screams of my little dream Little tears of my little fear Hear my princess, this symphony that I'm sending Oh love! Oh love! Do you see how I'm aching? Now that my princess heared what my heart is singing It now has the reason to sing and sing and sing Oh what a voice I hear coming from far away Oh love! Oh love! It's you taking my breath away!
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:57 AM UTC
The Song of the Dropped Down Prince
Let us meet in a wonderful world of colors Together in this crime we go Enjoy every pair of lips coated red Petrified! We'll end up ****** Enjoy the toxic fumes of love! Crawling tonight to taste the kiss of stone Go full throttle to the latex-covered fun Go full throttle and kiss your ending sun! Let us meet in a world of colors Lets walk until the dark devour our orientation That these temporary wounds will heal and dry Pity this make believe generation! All the colors I have for you will fade leaving us the darkest shade of gray Love the taste of smell of red Love yourself unwhole and frayed.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:57 AM UTC
The Taste of Smell of Colors
Cold stinking cell Is this where you are searching? Hands tied, wall talking Is this how you are searching? How long have you been here? No drape, just stinking rags How long do you want to stay? No mercy, just these ******* drugs! Talking to nothing, your tongue is protruded Holding not a thing, your hands pill-rolling Is there any way you can get out? Of this living hell, will you ever be free? Can you go back to what you were before? Or would you stay and ask for nothing more? You're eating not bread How can you eat? You're drinking not water How can you drink? Breathing not air How can you breath? Living not life How can you live? But maybe in this world of your own Beautiful innocent things color your world Maybe after all of your anesthetic pain There's peace in this kingdom you reign.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:56 AM UTC
The Song of the Burnt Ashwood Brain
There was once a monkey, Swinging on the little mango tree. Feeding on his long banana, Looking at the garden of waratah. There was once a monkey, in love with the forest's princess of the tree. Feeding on his love for her, his heart beating fast all over. There was once a monkey, fooled by the princess of the tree. Feeding on his understanding, love conquered by hate, his heart, ischemic then died as of late. There was once a monkey, swimming on the salty deadly sea. Feeding on his little dead heart tissue, his soul lost, his mind burnt, his heart blue.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:56 AM UTC
The Little Wasted Monkey
Nights pass me by whenever I'm awake I wait for the wind to take my call It pass me by, it makes me shake As I wait for you to build my all Light rays pass me by whenever I'm up I wait for the train to give me a ride It passed me by, it did not stop As I wait for you to be by my side Rain drops pass me by whenever I'm conscious I wait for the sun to dry my tears It passed me by, it did the obvious As I waited to be with you all this years After all, I guess I was never awake As I waited for you to love me back Love passed me by, it made me break I guess I have to wait to be back on track.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:54 AM UTC
Love Passed Me By