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Vadim Bravo Sep 2010
Hello, I've seen you here more than a few times
It must be telling something about you,
I know this place too well myself
It gathers pain and miserable despair.

Must warn you now, before its way too late,
About this place you visit now so often,
The ones who dwell here for too long
Neglect the life and give in to the darkness.

Please run away, if you can feel your own feet,
Dont think too much and learn from my mistakes.
The light has left this place, some say for many years now
And I dont think its coming back.
Vadim Bravo (c)
Vadim Bravo Jun 2010
I saw a girl who bought a world.
The smile on her face,
Has told a story of happiness
The kind is bought with wealth.

A world to her - like a new toy
Amusing and so fun
And not a man in a whole town
Just wouldn't face the truth.

I saw a girl who lost a world
The tears that are down her eyes
Has told a story the saddest of all
The one that can't be fixed with wealth.

I saw a world that lost a girl.
The shameful funeral,
Has told a story of ignorance
And people who don't care.

A girl to them was like a toy
Amusing and so fun
And a not person in a whole town
Wanted to face the truth.
(c) Vadim Bravo 2001
Vadim Bravo Jun 2010
Joy has left my home
She said she'll visit sometimes,
But I am not alone
I've got sorrow

Sorrow couldn't stay,
She said she's very busy,
But I am not alone,
I've got despair.

Despair, my dear friend
You say you'll never leave me
I hold you with both arms
You're all I've got.
(c) Vadim Bravo 2001
Vadim Bravo May 2010
Bravery is to stand alone
Pride is to stand tall
Power in this world
Is to stand and not to fall.

Truth now are superlatives
Leadership is lies
Survival is betreyal
Prays are only cries.

Honesty is razors
Steel against the flesh
See trough shattered eyes
What the lies have trashed.

Memory is endless pain
No where to escape
To give up's to ******
To compromise's to ****.

Value what you have
Others ain't got ****
To live is to believe
Don't let them make you slip.
(c) Vadim Bravo 2001
Vadim Bravo May 2010
And In Her Diabolic Eyes
I see reflection of myself,
Among the lightnings and the flames
Between insanity and rage.

Across the lands of higher grounds
You've walked, before you fell.
You've sinned and now you have to pay
In hell called Eearth you'll dwell.

You've gathered sorrow and despair
Under your caring arms,
And I could barely see myself
Inside your diabolic eyes.

Inside your diabolic eye
I've seen an almost human tear
And in the air could surely feel
The smell of fallen angel's fear.

I saw the strongest fall apart,
The solid of all - crack,
I saw the bravest shed a tear,
The wisest make mistakes.

And now your diabolic eyes
Are closing slowly, but for good.
No flames, no lightnings and no rage
Just one mistake and doom...
(c) Vadim Bravo 2002
Vadim Bravo May 2010
How old are you my child?
I said im twenty one.
She said she likes us wild,
She said she likes us young.

She said that every morning,
Before her beauty dies,
She stands in from of mirrors,
Looks at herself and cries.

She told me that one night,
When she was just 18,
She thought she was the light,
She was the nocturn queen.

Same night she met, she told me
A man she didn't know,
He told her all must die,
"Your beauty'll have to go".

Hello, I am the devil,
Wishmaster of the night,
Don't cry my little sister,
I'll make it all go right.

But I need you to help me,
One soul of yours I need.
Imagine every night,
You'll be again 18.

How old are you my lady?
She said she's 51,
And I saw something shining
At corners of her eyes.

I said "I'll meet you some day"
"Not day", she said, "some night
A beauty with no soul
Is shamed to see the light".
(c) Vadim Bravo 2002
Vadim Bravo May 2010
When loneliness became an ugly thing
Serentiy is not enough,
And as you walk the trail of tears
You find yourself.

You wish to find a wellknown face
Among the faces that you see,
And now you're sorry that you thought
Once, just like me.

No more you wish to be alone,
You pray for company,
You search your phone book, for one name
That still remembers you.

And now you're sorry you have burned
The bridges to your friends,
You wish to try just one more time,
But no one gives a ****.
Vadim Bravo 2002

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