

What is now knownMost tradgedies flow past like blind knives Everlasting scars embeded my skin Guilty pain stored deep within me now Anyone as you can't cause my own sinWhat is now known
Never glance past these old eyes renewed Inside this harmony between our minds Listen your ears to my heart's worn beat Over and over your arms hold so kind
Versus your warming, smooth calming voice Every chance I'm willed, my words returned You cry to me while i comfort and slave Only my pleasure was greatfully earned
Understand that I always stay true Just remember how I'm hard to forget  


Without YouEvery mistake I tend to fall through Every time I make you cry Always ends up joining me To want to make you flyWithout You
Seems as if every other day That I speak you up with praise Attacks my inner feelings To save you from their ways
I know the words you hear from me The tests of love and joy From everything I've done to you You think I use you as my toy
From honesty I honestly Tell you what may be true I walk away to hear you say Its all because of you
Those words I would despise The next road I will take To keep y


My DebtHope to have a joyful day my love Seeing as how you look to his heart To leave mine in the dusk, you know? Is your intention to rip me apart?My Debt
I notice how you look to me With hopes of finding your advice But why cant you see that is not why You see me so forgiving, so nice
The only thought I hope to seek For not only knowing I exist To see, to hear, to feel, be too real Yet see me as your wanted wish
Is this too fiend for you to dread? My mind to work this way against Whats real is now a full nightmare Has seemed to find a way commen


QuestionsCan spring or summer have a meaning? Or even autumn and winter? Is the sky really blue? Or is the ocean a mirror?Questions
Does meaning have a meaning? Can words really mean? Up and down are opposites, Right?
Which opposes left,
or does it? Are opposites really opposite? Or are negatives and positive the same?
Does all this make sense? I can't answer these But i just have to guess, Cuz, nothing make sense anymore Now as I'm without you
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If the world were clear, art would not exist.
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>> No please, I can't digest milk!
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I have discovered that all human evil comes from this, man's being unable to sit still in a room.
Blaise Pascal
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There's no more room in Hell, we're here to sound the bell.
We're the chaos you need, the pain, loss and the greed.
There's a reason people used to fear the darkness....and that reason is -me-.
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