darklust
11.05.2006., četvrtak
See the silence in his head
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~Wind is tracking my steps In my way to survive I am what i think it´s right Crying while looking through your body I´m hoping for your mercy to make me Oh that i could taste your lifeness Biterness and silent violence So hard i can dream only sadness... ...Little opsessions,luning me his moves attracking me leading me,leading me to him bare,stand try to make it right in your own way love him in your mind rape him on your own in your mind he won´t know~ IN HIS ROOM He is gonna chase you in and out of a dream You're not gonna thank him and I'm tired of this dream Take him on occassion in the back of the room If they don't show any affection he'll died in June See the stab wounds in his hands See him dying in his room He's dying in his room He's dying in his room Heading for me, heading this way He is coming, I don't care I don't want to thank you, well I don't mind Gave his only pleasures to a friend of mine He's not gonna catch you in a lighted room You don't thank him I know I should See the stab wounds in his hands You killed him, I don't care Keep a promise, you would too Keep a promise, you would too See the silence in his head He is coming, I don't care We're not gonna make it, well I don't mind They don't want to thank him, they don't have any time In a conversation whom they don't know They don't have any patience, they're becoming slow See a famine in his head See him coming at their heels He loves you, give him a chance I don't love him, I don't care See him starving, give her hell It is over, we don't care In His Room |
07.05.2006., nedjelja
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.M. Red moon is behind the walls Falling with a last light of candels Into the morbid sea Which chockes sreams of pain Not letting them To get out In the garden of frozen roses One was warm,shining in the forbiden night Faced to the skies of past Smelling rain that soon will fall... He cut the godess with a desire and shame Kindly touched her, to open herself Impressed by his shape Way he uttered her name Leaned on his refuge She gave last toughts to an angel of lust an spare Bites of clocks sunddely stopped Moments seemed won´t ever pass Inceased for all the lifes of mortal ones He blinked and revaked the time Begun to laugh Petals seemed to cry Slowly and painfully Bleading In his blue eyes A rose that once fell asleep in his arms Seemed to be gone. |
02.05.2006., utorak
downthere
 ~~~~~ T.A.In the memory of all chances that could be used and could be beautiful nowdays,far from this wistful days.Another disapointmend means nothing to me ´cose i´m already used like people who are disapinted by me.Your voice is reaching to me every day,your look is fullish hope that some day maybe,my dear,we will be together.Never tought this can hurt that much and painfull and honest poems now have sence for me.Evan I don´t know nothing about you or real pain however,this still hurts and i´m bleaching alone.Once again my dear. Evan you try hardest you can,there´s always someone who´s hurt and jelaous.I´m sick of asking myself did i do something wrong or said something not upropriate.Still i´m doing it,trying to correct mistakes.Now i´m going to try to forget you evan you will stay near me for a long time. People are trying to find their soul or friend or love they are blind at that road,want to do something,don´tknow what.Just stays the hope that a real friend will stay or come. |
