As far as I concern myself;
Life, and everything that may go with it
ultimately becomes a matter
of taste
and technique.

The rest is Luck and Skill.

You loved me like fire
but the flames grew higher and higher
Until you had burned down everything we built
You loved me like fire
But the smoke rose higher and higher
Until I walked away from the ashes of your guilt

Now I'm out of lives
I´ve been burned too many times
and it's become to hard to withstand the pain
I'm gasping for air I can never acquire
I´d apologize, but you think I´m a liar
Saying we burned out cause I loved you like rain

You loved me like fire
but the flames grew higher and higher
Until I could no longer reach you through the flames
You loved me like fire
but the smoke rose higher and higher
Until I walked away from the ashes of your blame

Now I'm out of lives
I´ve been burned too many times
and to save my heart I was forced to let you go
To be loved was my only desire
I'm full of regret, but you think I´m a liar
Saying we burned out cause I loved you like snow

do not
forget the
boy who
broke your
heart too
quickly
because
like an
eraser
rubbing
out a
spelling
mistake
in haste
it will
leave
a stain
so grey
another
boy
won't
ever
take his
place.

do you remember
the night we drove
out into the inked darkness
until the hum of the city
evaporated into contrails streaked above us
like some ******* canvas
that night i looked up at the sky
and its infinite display and i said,
"doesn't it make you feel better to
know that you're made of stardust?"
and you laughed quietly and replied
"you'd rather be up there, wouldn't you?"
and i think that's when you knew
i would be always tripping over things
because the ground didn't interest me
in the slightest.

I am not darkness, I am not light
I am not bound by day or by night
I am not evil, I am not good
I am not always quite understood
I am not sour, I am not sweet
I am not gullible for your deceit
I am not winter, I am not spring
I am no bee, but my knife will sting

i find that my fingertips and
your visage are nearly inseparable;
as i trace, you smile, and the wrinkles
in your face remind me that
even the most beautiful things
can be laced with imperfection

Hide behind beauty's façade
Dripping head to toe in fraud
We will dance into the night
Souls, for once, taking flight
Corseted waists so insanely thin
Disgusting secrets kept within
Painted lips form a shallow smile
Make-up covering features vile
We wish to stay so pretty and slight
Pretending perfection for just one night.