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Stephanie D Pope Jan 2010
O, the retched, retched day, dreams have been shattered, oh delay.
What come of those fantasies, come away as soon as a misty day.
Oh, what seductive, seductive illusions, that played the keys to my amuseions. What come of the blessed tunes, come away as soon as confusions.
Oh, the retched, retched heart, lovers were not made to be so part.
What come of those pure lovers, come away as soon as the start.
Oh, what lonely, lonely soul, crimes of passion the devil has stole.
What come of those earthly desires, come away as an empty hole.
Oh, what retched, retched life, dreams that were shattered with strife.
What come of those happy years, come away as I was to be wife.

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Stephanie D Pope Jan 2010
So many things have went wrong
and there's so many bad choices
there were signs there all along
as I ignored all the silent voices
to feel so afraid, now.

What life have I been dealt
not wanting to play this game
with every card I truly felt
and each time I lose the same
to feel so afraid, now.

There has to be a way to turn around
before I go on in this way
I have traveled close to the ground
praying for death every day
to feel so afraid, now.

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Stephanie D Pope Jan 2010
I am trapped, trapped to where I can't even see, every move I make becomes a tragedy
my minds expansion makes me little, so small that I am invisible to your social riddle
I want let loose, to smile at myself, but I am trapped in a state of health
my heart is sick and my soul is dying, my mind is spinning while my voice is crying:
Take me away from all this drama, God please, if you show me the way I will gladly leave
I am like that girl you see, who watches her life go by unpredictably, who wants to scream, who wants to awaken to see that life as it seems had only been an eternal dream.

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Stephanie D Pope Jan 2010
Do not cry now you knew these days were coming get through some how, even if it means numbing it is to late, things are how they seem A world of hate theres no room to even dream you have no one, with nothing to endulge in there is no fun and nothing to ever begin still you must go like all who ever live forget what you know and just try to forgive.

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Stephanie D Pope Jan 2010
I do not want much .
Material my soul could never touch.
I ask for little for free.
Air is faith that I can not see.
I have all I need.
Often I endulge in my own greed.
I get what I want.
My confidence arrogant.
I want like all the rest.
The choice to be at best!

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Stephanie D Pope Jan 2010
Walk with me to my house of pain, and I promise you 'll remember my name. It's dark in there without space to yell, my mind has become a cycle of hell.

Thought after thought goes bad instantly, someone left me that way to teach you my existant-c.
To rip out the heart that feeds my pain would be the day there is nothing left to gain.
My window to wisdom would be wisest to leave unrevealed, my deepest dept to my hell it has there been sealed.
I can not see the day when I will unmask, the beasty life that put me in this cast, sent me to my hell on earth took my-all it is worth...... I can never go back.
Walk with me down memory lane, you wont remember me the same. I used to smile and hope for tomorrow, now my days are filled with a bitter sweet sorrow.
Candy was sweet, lemons were sour, life was ripe upon every hour. Today is the dawn of a new genehell, with death and hate the only thing to sell.
I am the master of all your who, what, when, and where, I am the master of pain because I was put there;
Put there to show what many forget, good and evil within are not co-existant.

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Stephanie D Pope Jan 2010
Aint it sad We lost whatever we had We have no right to be mad We have done
another so bad We should both be glad We could have tried just a tad Aint it sad We gave up on anything we had We gave every excuse to be mad We thought of ways to do another bad We both could never be glad We couldn't try even just a tad Aint it sad What we had Makes me mad We did so bad I am not at all glad We tried a tad Now I am sad Aint it bad Aint is sad? Whatever we had.

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