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The plague spreads
As I lay here dying
Hopeless,
Helpless for what's to come next
As you lay next to me
I look at you
With your eyes so blue
Think to myself
What would life be like with eyes wide shut?
I can smell your scent
So hypnotizing
I long for your touch
As I'm falling, falling, falling.....
The life I once knew....
Gone, right out of the blue
I'll see you in our next life
My love
(Guitar solo~ music gets heavier at this point)
The Devil better watch out
Here I come to overthrow
Be prepared Hell has a new King
Wrath has a new meaning
It means GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY
You piss me off and you're gone
As I lay here dying
Hopeless,
Helpless for what's to come next
As you lay next to me
I look at you
With your eyes so blue
Think to myself
What would life be like with eyes wide shut?
I can smell your scent
So hypnotizing
I long for your touch
As I'm falling, falling, falling.....
The life I once knew....
Gone, right out of the blue
I'll see you in our next life
My love
(Guitar solo~ music gets heavier at this point)
The Devil better watch out
Here I come to overthrow
Be prepared Hell has a new King
Wrath has a new meaning
It means GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY
You piss me off and you're gone
Literature
empty
she thinks
one day the wishes will crawl all over her bed
and creep down the curls of her hair,
all the little thoughts that tumble around in her mind
maybe if she pulls petals off enough flowers
or maybe if she replays the scenes over in her head for long enough,
when she asks him why he loves her,
he'll answer with something poetic that'll make her heart race
(because it's hard to paint about something when all they do is smile and kiss your fingers)
while her paints dry on a chaotic pallet
and she stares at an empty canvas, she thinks
maybe if she goes through the whole stupid lovesmelovesmenot game
one more time, picks out th
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in the quiet.
---
i. do you love?
shhh. enough to paddle rafts across atlantic oceans
to brush fingers.
don't speak.
for this, I forsake my own centuries, chronologically absent
of you. I was there dragging pyramids from sand;
I was there.
(if love spans time,
non-linear, then I was a drop of salt
in your ocean when the world was new. I
was there for the celebrated supernova; we
were born of wrought iron and
fireworks and
heat.)
-and it was
Literature
The Forgotten Room
01/07/09
I could be the smiles in your eyes,
The laughter to make a thousand words to paint that perfect picture...
And still barely complete.
I could be those tears in your eyes,
Gently warm...
Caressing the anger of a love incomplete.
But maybe I am just that reflection,
Of a simple mind,
With enough love just for you.
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surprising conclusion..but i liked it...realy cool!!