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The scars in my chest
The tears in my eyes
The ache in my soul
The sadness in my mind
Why being so young do I feel so tired?
Maybe my life isn't what I wanted.

Does the little girl inside of me is still alive?
Deep inside she cries
She feels trapped and lonely
She is scared of the dark
But the one inside of herself.

But don't worry little angel
Soon you will be fine
This will all end
And you will be soaring in flight
With other little angels
Of the lost children who lost their mind.
Whenever I look in the mirror
I'm not sure what I'll see
Because the person staring back
Isn't really me

The person in the mirror
Is nothing but a lie
Doing what people want
And mimicking those near by

The makeup that she wears
The fact that she's lost weight
All just makes her look like them
The people she used to hate

The way she acts and talks
The things she'll do and say
It's absolutely horrible
She's truly gone astray

Then the smile on her face
It's the biggest lie of all
Because I know deep inside
She feels like she will fall

So I ask you this question
And please, think it through
Is your reflection staring back
Still the real you?
Death stands above me, whispering low
I know not what into my ear:
Of his strange language all I know
Is, there is not a word of fear.
 Jun 2013 Once An Angel
Traveler
It's a bit cold and drizzly out tonight
The summer grows restless and wild
My hope runs away out of my sight
Chased by my inner lost child

I wish to cry but my tears ducts are dry
I can only feel life through my pain
As my body grows weak my heart sadly beats
And tiredness bleeds from my brain

I'll save my voice for no one will hear
And even fewer can truly give a ****
The drizzling rain is falling in vain
For happiness has gone on the lam
 Jun 2013 Once An Angel
Traveler
Hope is a rope tethered to tomorrow
Love is a drug prescribed for deep sorrow
Dreams are a means to escape the very moment
Fate is a date that calls for ones atonement

Blue is a feeling assigned to certain days
Like when truth and honor goes their separate ways
Or when justice is thrown out of God's own court
And the devil becomes your only support

And so be it, the tether has been severed
Love's pharmacy has been closed due to stormy weather
There's no time to dream for the moment has been seized
And my fate is the fire that burns inside of me ...
 Jun 2013 Once An Angel
Traveler
Am I just another face in your clouded sky
An obscure vapor formation passing by?
Perhaps my desires are the same as yours
Beyond your horizon I would explore

Does human morality have you tethered?
Even I fare well in stormy weather...
My experiences span from fables to lies I fabricate
From animosities to the need to re-tolerate

I feel, I see, I know when I've been deceived

I love this life, its magical spells
I was forged in Heaven and raised in Hell
I amĀ all these things and so much more
I hold the keys to many doors...

But most of all I like to sleep
And dream of worlds that exist in peace
Out beyond the stares where Darkness thrives
For I am merely a Traveler passing by...
Traveler Tim
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