

You're WrongYou think you were the sun to my earth, But you barely made a morning Believe yourself to be the knight in shining armor, Youre just the ogre Pretend youre the hero While you act the villain You think youre a man Youre just a scared little boy So sure you were the best Ive ever had, Well Ill tell you, you werent even thirdYou're Wrong


ApatheticYou just sit there and talk Still acting like youve done nothing wrong, Pointing your finger at everyone else I had tried so hard But you just drained me dry Its a wonder that Im still here You lie awake at night Plotting and planning my demise Spending so much time With every thought about me Go ahead and think I wake up screaming your name I never think of you when you cant get me off your mind You think so much of me When I just dont care You tried to take my very soul Now youre the one who cant shake me fromApathetic


Burning ManTying the knot on the pyre, tighter and tighter Air is getting thinner Smoke getting thicker While youre left to wonder How long youve got left The flames getting hotter The fire is getting higher The crowd is thinning The children are laughing And youre nearing the end Being left to realize Youre the one to blame No one to help you Youre the one who lit the match And threw your life awayBurning Man


PhoenixThat time has come, To watch my life play out in front of me. I fought for control, I fought through the chains, And one thing after another Had me bogged me down to my own bed. You had me fooled Into believing you could be a man,Phoenix
When now I know you never can. Youll always be that same stupid little boy. Slowly you burned me time after time, And left me with nothing but smoke. Now Im rising up from the ashes, No worse for the wear, You stole my life away, And now Im taking it back. So many thoughts, Keep racing in my head.
by *littlemewhatever
by `zemotion
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Luke 12:24 Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them: how much more are ye better than the fowls?
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Nyx
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"There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create."
Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867), Mon Coeur Mis a Nu, XXII
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"I feel like a child in the dark who knows the monsters are under the bed. I want to be told it will be alright, but I am far too old to believe such comforting lies." ~Jean-Claude
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"I feel like a child in the dark who knows the monsters are under the bed. I want to be told it will be alright, but I am far too old to believe such comforting lies." ~Jean-Claude
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Luke 12:24 Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them: how much more are ye better than the fowls?
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"I feel like a child in the dark who knows the monsters are under the bed. I want to be told it will be alright, but I am far too old to believe such comforting lies." ~Jean-Claude
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