She kisses her scars
Amongst the dark of the night,
For the taste of blood,
Or the taste of self-love?

She drank the tears she cried,
For the drowning sensation,
Or the hope of a better fate?

While she lay empty on the grey-tiled floors that felt like the bottom of a *** bottle,
She only wonders,
Would this change anything?

How many more wounded soldiers before the battle is dead?
How many more tradgic memories need to be burned into innocent minds?

How many more terrible poems before I get a better grasp on humanity?

She kisses her scars
Amongst the dark of the night,
For the taste of blood,
Or the taste of self-love?

She drank the tears she cried,
For the drowning sensation,
Or the hope of a better fate?

While she lay empty on the grey-tiled floors that felt like the bottom of a *** bottle,
She only wonders,
Would this change anything?

How many more wounded soldiers before the battle is dead?
How many more tradgic memories need to be burned into innocent minds?

How many more terrible poems before I get a better grasp on humanity?

Verse 1:
Sometimes I question if I belong here… In a world that thrives on fear, deliverin a message they don’t wanna hear, the clouds of their mind won’t ever clear… Maybe it’s their direction or they’re perceptions or maybe I’m not given a good impression a misconception! All I want is their redemption! Take away all their temptations, fill it with revelations! Do it with all my patience like they are my patients! But they’re lost at the controls of all they’re stations! It’s like the world is a winter n’ I’m a snowflake, They’ll never get it & it’ll stay fake! The message they’ll always forsake! Never partake… Constant heartache! But my True Love tries to break!
Chorus:
Though this sounds quite awful,
I feel the clouds rain down like a Great Gospel!
The Lion of Love within me starts to growl,
The halo’s emerge from nowhere like a Great Gospel!
I stay vigilant in the darkness like a wise owl,
Feeling the Angels guarding me like a Great Gospel!
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Verse 2:
A world filled with hate, that’s how it relates, though it’s great! Maybe it’s fate? Do I try? Do I cry? Do I die? Do I fly? What do I do? True to you, Thick n’ thru, Stuck like glue, out the blue, True Love came to you! Though you ignore, I must implore, try to explore, more & more! Deep within, start to begin, Deep in sin, Smile at it & you’ll win! What’s really tradgic, is actually magic! Looks like cancer, but is really the answer! You’ll find Love a soulful dancer, not just a romancer! See thru the lies you thought were truthless, Find that Love is really ruthless! However, I’ve always knew this! Hopefully you can somehow use this! With every tear, Face your fears, Search your heart for what is dear, at first it won’t be clear! Give it time, as you climb, there’s truth interwined in these rhymes! You may think I sound crazy, It’s the way my heart made me!It’s the Gift Life has gave me! If you want you can trade me! I’d even die for you baby! Even if these words don’t get across, I know I can take a loss, Cuz True Love is not a boss! As these words come to an end, I’ll always be your un-dying friend! There’s nothing you have to spend! No this is not pretend! True Love is what I was sent to send! For True Love never ends, so repeat this again & again!
Chorus:
Though this sounds quite awful,
I feel the clouds rain down like a Great Gospel!
The Lion of Love within me starts to growl,
The halo’s emerge from nowhere like a Great Gospel!
I stay vigilant in the darkness like a wise owl,
Feeling the Angels guarding me like a Great Gospel!
By: Ken Manuel aka <3 <3 <3 3ye Kvndy <3 <3 <3

Its quiet here, the only sound is my footsteps tap tap tapping on a narrow silver path, I can look up and see stars falling like tears but look down and see a nothing that goes on for years. I run for miles on the narrow silver path the silver reflects my desperation I need to get out. I'm running and running memories chase me like dogs I can't get away my feet just sound wrong. Silver turns green, I'm in a sad grotto blond hair, blind eyes sit by a gold tree she's silent and screaming I know she sees me. I sit and awake in a wave of dark clouds in a blood red liquid that serves as a ground I walk and walk my feet splashing Scarlet until I see her dancing, a crying blind harlott short black hair streaming to nowhere beautifully tradgic she dances like magic. I close my eyes and i dance aside, waiting hopefully for the moment we die.