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You've filled my cup with your love,
That's why I spill my love over you.

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.

She woke up to an eery sight
seems that somehow during the night
a shadow (or something!) had crept into her room
and brought with it a giant box full of gloom
and though she tried hard to seal that huge box
it wouldn't close even with one of her best locks
and out spilled the gloom all over the freakin' place
and now she's wearing that **** gloom on her face...
but no, it didn't just stop there--
somehow it leached into her hair
and ran across her feet, her legs as well
and now she stands wondering, is she living in hell?

By Arcassin Burnham

Cause i've worked in life to get here  
whats your story,  
And when i wake up i'll see groups of  
all these florists  
i spilled away my life of different occasions,    
Agony in ripples of what i lost,
is patients,

The Lies
make me angry,
to feel so humble,
i sigh,
can you save me,
no more trouble,

surpised
by this wish now,
to feel comfortable,
The Lies
make me angry,
to feel so humble,

in the water
i drown,
thinking of the abyss,
And when i wake up ill be gone before
the kiss,
As i fly thinking about all that has yet to come,
to feel comfortable is done,
we can be as one,

The Lies
make me angry,
to feel so humble,
i sigh,
can you save me,
no more trouble,

surpised
by this wish now,
to feel comfortable,
The Lies
make me angry,
to feel so humble,

I guarantee you
that
Love always stays,
to hold you
until the last of your days
or at least
in
old photographs
and
fading scents.