

I carry self-destructionNot so much longer now You can do this But I don't know how Can't see through the blackness. Its bite comes smoothly Breaching my frailty My blood speaks truthf-ly On the subject of my weakness Just wait for sleep A few hours of peace-- But down in the deep War wages without leash Emotions like beasts Fight in my heart Their bloodlusting feast Puts me back in despair.I carry self-destruction
Hold on- a few more hours And you won't have to think of death Until tomorrow.


I.L.i.t.A.F.i.r.e.I.n.Y.o.u.I'm so sick of this haze! Lines skewed! Images blurred as the static takes over! The blood spilled for our lives... As nothing in the wake of this paradox! Floral tapestries beam bright glow in my face. I can't see anything! Right these atrocious wrongs, Everyone is lost in the spread! In this village, Nothing is as it seems. Your transgressions are hidden from the public eye! Over all is how we appear! Ugly- all you occultists. Rinse yourselves of this hideousness! Mind the struggles of the lost souls-- It was you who made their paths unclear! &nbI.L.i.t.A.F.i.r.e.I.n.Y.o.u.


Perils That Lie In InstabilitySo long I waited For this day Or some other day These days it seems Come and go Free love- It's back to the 70's babe I'll deal with it Will you? No commitment Just a longing forPerils That Lie In Instability
One another Open relationship they call it I guess I'm okay with that. At this age shouldn't i welcome Love with no commitment? But something yearns for stability. Is it maturity beyond my age? Somehow I doubt it... No tears Here Dear You leave No crying Just dying
Inside...


Revenge of a Harlotte's HostIs this it then? You'll lead me on again And again I'll fall for you Again and againRevenge of a Harlotte's Host
Is this it then? You'll stab my heart again And again I'll welcome the blade Again and again
Is this it then? You'll put me in a coffin again And again I'll close the lid Again and again
I guess this is it then, I'll kill you again And again you will haunt me Again and again
...your ghost is still beautiful you know...
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"I like being a figurehead! All the fun of a ruler and none of the work!"-me
Sam- "Heinrickson! Are you o.k.?!"
Heinrickson- "I... I shot the sheriff..."
Dean- *laugh* "But you didn't shoot the deputy!"
Sam- "NOT FUNNY!!!"
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"I like being a figurehead! All the fun of a ruler and none of the work!"-me
Sam- "Heinrickson! Are you o.k.?!"
Heinrickson- "I... I shot the sheriff..."
Dean- *laugh* "But you didn't shoot the deputy!"
Sam- "NOT FUNNY!!!"
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