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The opposite of warmth, what is it?  Is it the cold, dark smile of a culprit?  Is it the frigid glow from his sharpened blade,  Or is it the fear of a child, alone and afraid?  Is it as simple to explain as day is to night,  As ebony black is to ivory white?  Maybe it’s deeper, something unclear  Like the leap of an elk to the prance of a deer  Maybe it isn’t as easy as “cold”  Or maybe it’s something that hasn’t been told
Tearing and stabbing  Ripping and shredding  It's what I deal with  From day to day  The crying at night  Does not help me sleep  It has the opposite effect  And now my soul is tired  I have no energy left  All caused by this heart of mine  It's blashphemy  The hold it has on me  All it brings is pain  Give me morphine  So there will be numbness  And I can live again  I can breathe  Or better yet  Tear my chest open  And rip my heart out  I can guarantee  That with my last breath  I will smile  For I will be rid of  My heart
These emotions I'm feeling  They're out of control  And welling up inside  ABout ready to burst  No way for them to escape  And I don't know what to do  I'm lost in confusion  Lost in the world  Lost without a soul  Lost without a mind  The only thing found  Is an empty shell  Stripped of emotions  Stripped of its life  Isn't thatthe ideal life  To not feel the pain  To not feel the hate  To not know the horrors  To just live your life  Without a care  Seems like Heaven  To be empty  For to be empty  Would mean paradise
Runing through my veins  Streaming down my face  Burning me  Marking me  Eating away at me  I hate the feeling  Acid rushing  Can't take the pain  It flows to my wrists  There's only one way out  To use the blade  I have ignored  That was locked away  And now it's back  And now that the blade is in my hand  It serves its purpose  The acid runs to floor  Tarnishing the boards  As the acid runs down my arm  It leaves behind a filth  That can never be washed away
Radiant as the sun in spring  She walked in, the girl who made love out of nothingness  Asked how she looked, I replied  “Better than all the rest”   
She says I haven’t seen anyone else  “I know”   
Shining brighter than the stars  She’s walking in, hair up, makeup on, wearing a green dress  Asking how she’s looking, I’m replying  “Better than all the rest”   
She says I haven’t looked at anyone else  “I know”   
Luminescent like the moon  She walks in, white T, no makeup, and hair a mess  
I caught myself glimsping at you   the memories of us go by   I feel the pain   and I smile   knowing I have learned from you   the only reason I think your cute   is cause of the man you were   not the boy you are now   Im happy alone, I fine wit dat   Perfectly fine without you
Always dreaming  Of what can never be  Always screaming  To never be heard  Always falling  Towards impending doom  Always crawling  Getting nowhere at all  
Always dying  The same painful death  Always crying  To the silent night  Always running  Away from this place  Always running  Away from disgrace  Always diving  Deeper and deeper  Always striving  For nothing at all  Always thinking  But getting nowhere  Always sinking  But nobody cares
Sleep away in your tower.  The moon is your light.  Your gun is your sacred weapon.  Your scope is your sight.  Remember the "Sniper's Prayer."  Dreams of that one shot.  Dare to speak your mind?  Just don't get caught.  Sleep with your gun.  In your arms it rests.  One man....  One gun....  One bullet....  Goodnight my sniper.   
 
These are the words of your guardian angel.....
The Angel and the Devil.   
Angel you,  The Devil once said  What if red was not the blues enemy,  What if the darkness was more innocent then the light?  The Angel laughed and spoke with soft curved lips;  Then what if the river went dry and the sky fell down on uss?  
Would you have the light to blame?  
No,  
The Devil replyed  
We're all to blame.  The Angel agreed,  True, but it's true what you said,  
Things aren't always what they seem..  Then, what if the darkness would love the light?  
Impossible!  
The Devil snarled,  No one likes the colour G
You see me!  You see.   You see the way I act and talk.  But that is all you see.  You put me down in a cage.  You see bars that I can not touch because of the electric current.  You see me cry, cry and suffer.  But, that’s all you see.   What you do not see is;   My heart can cut right though those bars!  
I would come out my cage and stab you with my creativity.  
You see noting, but you do not understand that noting can be every thing.  I can make things you can not out of noting.  I see noting as of a house.  You see noting as a load of rubbish. &nbs
(Not so) Proud user of a Vista  (Warning! Contains harsh language)     Once upon a time, this miserable little human being decided to buy a laptop, so he got up and jogged happily to the nearest SATURN supermarket, just down at Moscow square. What a happy day it was, birds chirping, trees started to bloom, and he was gone to buy a laptop. He's been planning it for a vast year, he choose the brand and the specifications carefully and finally this day everything will come true.  Now le miserablé enters the shop, and gets that new Fujitsu-Siemens off the shelf that he's been dreaming for so long. But this is a speci
Alone   
Alone is what I am in the world  Abandoned, discarded, unwanted  Tossed in the cold, dark corner  by the one I loved  I sigh and cry, praying he’ll hear  
my pleas  Hoping beyond hope that he still  
loves me  
Where are you, my dark one,  
the one that brought me joy?  
Perhaps he didn’t love me  Perhaps it was just a ploy…  You say you used to love me,  
So where did that love go?  You don’t just wake up  
and say ‘no’  But here I am, alone again  a fate that was inevitable  And here I’ll stay, wait
J'me suis reveiller a matin, en sachant qu'on etait samedi!  pi vu que t'est loin, bin j's'avai qu'on s'verrai aujourd'hui!  J'me suis preparer, Ma chambre un peu plus ramasser!  J'suis aller prendre ma douche, pour etre propre a tes yeux!  Parce que quand j'sent bon, c'est comme ca que tu m'veux!  Ensuite j'ai diner, quoi, stai une matinee comme les autres,  
une journer pleines de fautes!  pi la jai attendu  jusqua trois heures  Le momment qu'tarrive j'le connais parcoeur!  mais t'arrive pas? c'est vrai t'a changer tes horraires!  tu fini a 5! mais en attendant qu'est ce que jpourr
Sometimes I have to wonder  How much you understand  Things aren't always as they seem  Including what's at hand  Your depth of understanding  Can only go so deep  And, you know, sometimes the seeds you sew  Are not the ones you reap  I look around me everyday  At all the people passing  I wonder why you're different to me  And I find myself still asking   
Why the sun keeps setting  And rises up again  I don't have the strength to carry on  Since I can't remember when  Why the birds keep singing  I hear them far and near  But I still can't shake it
3AM  And here I am  Crying alone  Once again  You thought you helped me  Pulled me out  But you really don't get  What it's all about  My eyes grow heavy  My spirit weak  You make me abandon  All that I seek  The frustration kills me  Pulls me down  Lifts me up  And spins me around  But you still try to help  Make things okay  I just can't listen  To a word you say  For your words, they throw me  Make me believe  That you feel what you don't  They give me false relief  Instead, I'd prefer  To be on my own  Because
You think you've got me figured out  You think you know what this is about  You think you can take the pain away  You think you can take me and make me okay  You think you've changed me, turned me around  You think you've got me rooted steadfast to the ground  You think it's all right, that everything's fair  You think you're concerned, you think that you care  You think your religion is giving me hope  You think that your prayer is helping me cope  You think you can give back what you've taken from me  You think what you're doing isn't killing me...  When really...  I know that
My head pounds  
My heart beats  Ever time step closer and closer   To you  When I smell  The sent of your clone  So warm and inviting  Sent chills down my spine  
You make me feel like I belong  I feel safe with you  I can’t stop smilling        When my head pound        My heart beats  
Every time we inch closer and closer   When we hug  
 When are lips meet   My head pounds  
 MY HAERT BEATS
Small, small flower I want you to shine.  I´ll protect you from the storm that hurts you each time.  In your world there is going to be a bright, bright sun.  and even though there will be rainy days  there would still be a light.
I protect the ones who are near   
Shielding them from fear   
Determined to not give in   
Finding Courage from within   
I protect but do not harm   
I am always by your arm   
Put me away, I'm still there.   
Waiting here because I care   
I am happiest when I'm wield   
Cause I am a protective shield
  Its like hitting a brick wall.  Trying to push through, yet in vain.  It's determined not to budge.  After pouring my heart into pushing myself through .  It collapses.  Though, toppling on top of me.  Knocking the breath out of me , slowly sufficating me.  O how I yearn for the sweet taste of fresh air.  For what lyes past this horrible wall.  Fighting for the surface.  It seems so far away.  It makes me want to give up.  Though, that would be such a waste.  Wouldn't it?  So I continue on.  Climbing and fighting.  Getting my bones smashed and flesh to
i go through life  my senses dull,  but  the doctors say  that they can help   
i cannot see  here's some glass  i cannot hear  take these pills  i cannot taste  hold your nose  i cannot smell  just breathe deeper  i cannot feel  you're on your own   
how does this look?  well, i'm not sure  could you come  just a little closer   
glass   
hows your music?  well, i'm sure its  quite lovely  just it won't reach my ears   
pills   
and your soup?  surely splendid  but i think i
Lies.  Betrayal.  Dissapointment.   
Names not spoken,  Bonds slowly broken.   
I thought,  
I'd sought,  Slowly searching this drowning sea.   
Simple tears,  
meaninglessly shed,  noticed by none but I.

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