Death TollWhat am I to do when life seems to turn on me What do I do but lie awake in bed and cry How do you handle the pain you feel inside When your life is crumbling around you I need the ones I love right now But where are they to be found I can not take much more of this The pain is spilling out my pores I feel the heat surrounding me But this time I have no defenses Too many things in such short time They pile up on my broken heart Death calls to me from afar I feel stuck as I try to run How much longer till my appointed demise How long till I can run no lonDeath Toll
The Things You Do To MeSometimes you don't seem to see All the things you do to me You believe I am too young To know just what I have begun I've lived so much in such short years For many people have I shed tears For what purpose should I bear All this heartache I have here You say you love me and that you care But in reality do you treat me fair I love you with my whole being I don't think you understand my meaning From you I get this pain For you I go insane Why should I be this way Why do I beleive what you say My life is nothing without yours But when will I hThe Things You Do To Me
To a RoseYour sweet smelling fragrance floats upon the breeze The dew falls onto your silken petals The moon light caresses your tender leaves You arose to form a tiny, beautiful bud To cast your beauty onto this world Slowly you blossomed into your current being As time goes by you grow fuller, larger You grow but soon your time will be gone You wilt and die All that is left are you once soft petals Petals which are now dry and brittle The sun has dried all life from you Now the wind carriers your remains awayTo a Rose
UntitledLost within ourselves we weptUntitled
Kept by only our imagination we lived
Silently we faded into nothing at all
Wondering where our life had gone
We silently watched
While time crept upon
As though it were a shadowed spirit
Silently...
As if all things were held still
We saw the precious moments of our life
No more are we still what we used to be
But now we've grown
To become something more
Before we realized it
We were on our way
To become the best
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Song of the day: " one cookie... two cookies.. three cookies... ah ah ah..."
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