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My only consolation is a lie The apex of my consequence is dying here tonight Winter hasn't ended and it always looks like rain I can't remember anything
Inside the absolution, we succumb And appetites are bittersweet I think I'm going numb A chance to give up Avarice has marked my one regret The child of burning time is gone he hasn't come back yet
Before I tell my story please consider who I am I missed my window years ago, I'm doing all I can A tragedy is commonplace but in the end they go away my skin is still the only stain I'm left to wear in shame
I cut my name into my heart, still I tear it all apart I beg you burn me away, I won't become your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I won't give up tommorow just to lose it all today
I burn away...
My isolation is my course The effect it has on life itself is a cancer on its source I rue the moments spent between the fetish and the flame Until this war is over I won't ever lose my rage
I cut my name into my soul, I guess I'll never know I beg you... burn me away... I won't become your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away I won't give up tommorow just to lose it all today
Burn me away, I wont become your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I wont give up tommorow just to lose it all, lose it all today
Tags: Carbineater2
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a poem
Posted On 07/21/2009 23:55:59
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My life starts here in a tornado i had many fears it just goes to show
I was sent here they said to destroy that fear but now im pretty much dead
They came for me but they never got it i started to flee but i fell into a black pit
i started there lying dead like i said i still had one fear
If you really know me you will see that theres something else inside of me
I have a way with words as you can see i never desiceve thats all you've heard
I broke many souls started a friend she was the one that will stay till the end
She's on my list of friends on here i stopped making fists shes the cure for my fear
im out of that pit all thanks to her now im different things start to stir
believe me i know what i do i cried and cried thats how i got through
you cant break me you cant touch me im not a fake it goes on as such and such
well now you know shes the one who had the cure to one fear of mine and it was her
Tags: Poem
Cry and let it all out. Know you are alone. While maybe I’m not feeling it at this second, I, too, at times feel lonely. Some days I can take it. Others I can more. I question our existence. I question “the master plan.” I feel I will be alone in dark forever. I’m envious of those that have it all And wonder do they know they will bleed. I have fears of love, and love for death. I fear that once I have it, I may not be able to hold it. I fear I will appreciate it. I try to stay optimistic about life. And for the most part I hate. Yet, I still have to question the emo-tion of love. It an illusion. Is it true? It is a pollutant. Why does my heart arc? Then I stop and think and realize I’m still alone. There are others out there that feel the same. The world is still big. Maybe one day I won’t be alone.
Tags: Emo
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