Never thought that this song
Would make me feel so wrong,
Make me feel like you left me,
Look at me now, see?
I’m living dead,
No more words to be said,
Lost in my mind,
Sanity I just cannot find,
Corrupting my soul,
Set on fire; stop, drop, roll–
You cannot undo the done,
You cannot crush my fun,
You cannot **** me more,
Stay around-see what I have in store,
Look at the skin on my wrist,
Ravaged in a scarlet mist,
The words I say,
Listen they may
Teach you morals or light and dark,
wait- forgot you beat for a lark,
I watch you take it all and bide,
You think you can hide
you heart and mind that are on the floor,
I don’t know if I can Take much more,
Who says everything I write is of gore,
You know it all has an allure,
This pain can no longer be endured
Yet how are you yet to be bored?
The ghostly beasts have roared,
The howl of the wind lured
All of those from dark to light
I SAID LISTEN AND YOU MIGHT
Finally learn from your horrid mistake,
Open chest, the heart is not fake.
Open chest, the blood ridden lake…

Not evry1s meant to last 4vr
Sum come togethr
thy r beautiful,
thy hold da fires of passion widin em
Thy lyt each odr up,
thn thy burn each odr to da ground...
others.. others come together in peace
thy lauf
thy love
thy part ways btr for having met.
Thn thr r some,
Who consume each odr,
Thy destroy each odr,
Thy rebuild each oder,
Bt alas thy go Seperate ways,
Btr for both.
Have u heard of those,
Rare,
Twosomes who are 2gthr 4vr?
Thy love, thy lauf,
Thy consume, thy lyt fires,
Thy fyt, thy burn,
Thy rebuild, thy remake,
Thy alter, thy stay,
4ever 2gther.

The splendid Nyt passing by
Reminds of the dreadful fright
The nyts I used to feel lonely
The days I used to cry
Thinking of an end that was just near by
The shout of the soul to hold the lifeline
The fear of the heart to loose wats mine

The unknown destiny which had to end in a while
The fyt the scream the Yelp the wail all consumed by the pillows beside
The terror of loosing the combat and the desire to give up before the sun shines
The isolation of the heart and the craving to endure was not just a dispute of one night

I wanted to hold on
I wanted to let go
I wished to be loved
I wished to be alone
I was looking for survival
I was looking for demise

The confusion the uncertainty of the time
I remember each and every moment of the while
It's still fresh , it still haunts, it still is a juncture which I just can't pass by
The day might seem easier
But the nights are still cursed.
I might smile I might ignore
But the dread is still vibrant
Like the winter which is nearby.

spl0rg
        w 3organes
flarke and fyt
        wadlevanbach is in fullness
spatronically woven
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oonool rikayge of leftovers
           lover’s spite
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