

SourLook me in the eyes and admit youve lied This time things arent going to be fine I cant pretend like we arent going to fight Ive been nice, I have taken my timeSour
I cant find one good reason not to walk away
Goodbye means nothing when youve always been alone
Dont tell me sorry because it doesnt mean a thing
I wont mind watching you cry
Dont you see? I am capable of doing this all on my own
Listen hear my baby my sweet dear you dont know me as well as you think
I know youre never goi


The FightThe morning has come around once moreThe Fight
The things Id give to play back to last night Its no one else but me n my mind Until the morning light begins to shine
The war will soon begin
The world has pushed my buttons
They have been worn out
I dont have much to give anymore
So take whats left of me
And be happy because the fight is over
I was strong for awhile; I wouldnt let you get the best of me
The game has run a bit longer than expected
I have grown tired of these days So today I hang my head with shame
Tod


My StoryI am everything && I am nothing at all. I am a girl a teenage troublemaker. Or thats what I am told to be. Im young n not always the brightest flower around. Im not always happy. But I am not in a deep self depression. In my life I try to love the little things && ignore the little imperfections. Im an artist n a nobody. I have my weak points but believe me I am strong both self && mind. Relationships come n go Im not gonna cry because months flew by n ended fast. No one is worth waiting for when they dont plan on loving you back. Taking chances keeps me happy even when I land myself in a deep hole. FriendsMy Story


More than a MissionThe winds soft dance is finishing fast Leaving its beauty behind Showing no more than the emptiness of todayMore than a Mission
The feeling is dead n gone Even though the sun is shining it hides that feeling But it wont be going anywhere The sun falls and the night rolls around making the truth clear
Yet no one notices They all believe their own lies in which they live their lives As if they will someday have that fairytale Ending who knows one day they might have that happy ending But I know that it will never be true
You think people would know by now that nothi


Right now is importantThey said it wouldn't work out They said not to fall in love To late I've already jumped out Now I'm flying on the wings of a doveRight now is important
I know you love me Though you may not always care And for as far as I can see You'll always be there
And I know my heart will be breaking And some tears I will be crying This is a disaster in the making But right now I'm flying


Waking EyesWaking EyesWaking Eyes
Crippled into seeing that
Which would have gone hidden In the white of a page. Pieces of a story, Standing at the edge of my own As it is written by another,
Red ink, and barely readable.
Knowing the way this ends,
My eyes close; And there the words are alive,
No longer meaningless blotch on paper.
No longer a fiction in my mind,
Which comes alive Only to perish.
Silenced by the same hand that forces sight,
There will be no voice.
Just the quiet, unheard banishment Of trusting to narration And narrato
by £deviantWEAR
by `zemotion
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I MISS CASEY. HE WAS.. until friday november 25, 2007. when he died in his sleep. i cry for him and his death has me in agony.
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A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony, in a moment.
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Life is a work of art in one way or another from the human eye we see things as it is but think out side of the box and you will see art is everywhere you go from the ocean to the dump from your happiness to the pain of heart break life is a work of art
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Let us treat men and women well; treat them as if they were real. Perhaps they are.
-Emerson
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"Honour the gods, love your woman, defend your country."
I loved your writing
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Life is a work of art in one way or another from the human eye we see things as it is but think out side of the box and you will see art is everywhere you go from the ocean to the dump from your happiness to the pain of heart break life is a work of art s
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"Honour the gods, love your woman, defend your country."
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Life is a work of art in one way or another from the human eye we see things as it is but think out side of the box and you will see art is everywhere you go from the ocean to the dump from your happiness to the pain of heart break life is a work of art
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