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Hopeless BlissI've known all along
But hidden it deep inside
Now I'm going to let it out
And you're going to hide

I don't know if it's clever
To show every scar
I should trust my head
But I'm going with my heart

When you brush against my skin
The only thing I want to do
Is feel your warmth
And hold on to you

When we touch
I still see that spark in your eyes
If you see it too
It wouldn't be a surprise

The next time we kiss
It's going to mean more
It's going to give you shivers
That reach every single pore

I'll wrap my arms around you
And show you what I've hidden for so long
My kiss will show this hidden world
That I live in when I'm

NightmaresI don't want to fall asleep
I can't bare to close my eyes
I can't stand what's inside my head
Be it made of truth or lies

'Cause when I fall asleep
The nightmares take place
The worst things I can imagine
Scarier than any screaming face

In my dreams
I see you there
But you're hurting me on purpose
And you don't seem to care

I see you with other girls
And you look so happy
And I'm stood there screaming
Telling you it should be me

But you're not listening
You're too busy having fun
I can't get away from what I'm seeing
No matter how much I try to run

I'm seeing you with girlfriends
I've never even heard of
Telling them the

Your StoryI'd much rather cry for you
'Cause my story is too painful to share
I'd much rather smile for you
'Cause my story is too painful to bare

So come here and I'll wrap my arms around you
Come here and I'll let your story shine
But after you share your story
Please don't ask me about mine

If only I could play the violin
I'd share my past through sorrowful chords
Vibrato on strings would be my voice
Fighting my demons with imaginary swords

Although I'm limited to words on paper
And the words aren't sung by a beautiful voice
These words make my story into a song
And this song confronts you with a choice

You can close your eyes
And p

I'll Make My Own WayBiting my lips until they bleed
Because there's no one here to kiss them
Sat in the dark because no one needs me with them
Trapped in a cold, dark padded cell
It's meant to be a refuge but it feels like hell
I need the key but I don't even know if there is one

You said it would be easier than this
I don't deserve any of this
Please can someone take me far away from this
Before there's nothing left of me

Because it's just me now
No one else to hold me tight
I'll sing the lullabies to myself
To help me get through the night
And if someone else comes along
To take me out of this place
I'll welcome them with open arms
And a smile

Don't You Know?Don't you know that you're taking her for granted?
She's not going to be there for you for long if you're never there for her
Why don't you call her every once in a while, see if she's okay
She'll appreciate it more than you think
Show her that you truly love her, tell her she's your everything
Just prove to her that she means something to you
'Cause right now she may feel unappreciated
Right now she may feel useless
So prove to her that she's special
Prove to her that she's the only one for you
'Cause you could be slowly losing her
While you spend your time doing nothing
Meet up with her every once in a while
Before she walks aw

Song Writing SeaShe can't write,
Not at this time.
In a sea of silence,
She's losing her mind.

The words are flowing
out of reach.
Crashing waves,
Silencing speech.

The ocean roars
and beats the rocks.
It plays a bass
that will not stop.

She bobs on the surface
then falls underneath.
Slowly she rises,
Finding her feet.

The pencil lifts
and finds its way to her lip.
She zones out
and chews at its tip.

A lightning bolt strikes,
Her pencil flies to the page.
It scribbles crazily,
Almost in a rage.

She can't speak,
Not at this time.
In a sea of words,
She's finding her mind.

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The Dating GameMy hands are sweating, my stomach churns
My breathing increases in pace
The insecure feeling returns
I'm in a state that's far from grace
I really shouldn't be so nervous
But I'm running out of time
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Don't think like that, it will be fine

And now I'm standing in the middle of the room
Checking on makeup that we're brainwashed to consume
Remembering those magazines that tell you that your life's a competition
That we're all fighting for someone to fight for

You better watch your back
You're a piece of meat and the dogs want more
It's time to face the fact
That you're a piece of meat and the dogs wa

WeirdThe alarm clock tells you loud and clear
It's time to get your act together, dear
So force yourself to get out of bed
Forget what all those people said

Now's the time to change your routine
Of spending all day with the laptop screen
It's time to dress up like you used to
It's time to be the brand new you

So wipe all those silly tears away
Because we're living for today
The past is long gone, it's time for change
So dress how you want, no matter how strange

And wear whatever makeup you want
You're brave enough to do what the haters can't
As long as it makes you feel good about yourself
Then what is it to do with anyone else?

Sh

Listen To The WhisperListen To The Whisper Of The Eternal Wind
As It Gently Touches Your Ear;
Guiding You Through The Forest Of Life
Your Friend; Your Companion; Your Seer.

Listen To The Whisper Of Verdant Leaves
Adorning The Sentinels Of Earth;
Silently Watching The Passing Of Time
Its Beauty The Blessing Of Birth.

Listen To The Whisper Within The Heart
Where Soft Emotions Caress Its Beat;
Let Its Wisdom Flow Right Over Your Soul
And Dormant Love It Will Entreat.

Listen To The Whisper, All Three Of Them
Embrace And Entwine Deep Within;
And When They Merge Within Your Soul
A New Pathway You Will Begin

Cold-HeartedThe snowflakes floating
To the earth in darkest night
What frigid blackness
Overwhelms the winter sky?
How coldhearted can I get?

The SongbirdIt was just before he turned
nine years old
that his mother bought the boy
a soft yellow songbird.
And that songbird
every night
would sing the sweetest arias
and would melt away
the little boy's fears.

He loved that bird
and its beautiful melodies;
it was not a pet his mother had given him,
but a musician-
a listener-
a friend.

But as time wearied and withered away
(as time has tendency to do),
the boy found it harder and harder
to hear the splendid tunes
until finally
the boy could hear the bird no more.

At fifteen the boy's brain
was being ravaged by
a most monstrous cancer.
The doctors spared him his life,
but

Save MeI'm
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l
i
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like a leaf
swirling into the deep.
s
w
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r
l
i
n
g
and
s
w
i
r
l
i
n
g
out of control.
Only you have the key.
Only you can save me.
It all lies in your hands.
Can you be that knight
that ends all of my fright?
Hurry up!
I'm running out of light.
Once it turns night
my life will be gone.
Our friendships and laughs
will have meant nothing at all.
Will you dare try to save me?
Or just let me die and
f
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?

Grandson of MoonFearless of the darkest midnight
I stride through the shadows that find my path
Though evil haunts my every step
I will not let this dark world control me
And the moon calls me to his grandson

The shadows surrounding me
Are the authors of nightmares for many
To me, they are merely shadows
My nightmares are of things worse then the night
And the moon calls me his grandson

As I walk amongst the darkness
I look to the skies for the lustrous one
He delivers the hope I need
I am a stronger warrior for it
And the moon calls me his grandson

The Skeleton Keyi love you in Times New Roman,
in my collection of broken mirrors and northern lights,
in endless conversations that always seem to end too soon
because cellphone batteries only last so long.
in your arms i've found what feels like home, and
i love you in Times New Roman.

i love you in silent slow motion,
ambrosian kisses and fire in your eyes,
in loud whispers, leather and lace and everything in between.

i am every blank page in a book you didn't judge the cover of,
you are the name on the flyleaf.
i am a twisted spine of disjointed lyrics,
you are the music and the melody that makes me a song.
and these scribbled syllables are

Money, money, moneyMoney, money, money.

I laugh even though I don't find it funny.
How stressed I am because of my lack of money.

How much my life actually depends upon it.
How much the fate of my future actually rests upon it.
How easily you can lose friends because of the lust for it.
How friends can become enemies just because of the hunt for it.
My stress levels increase to the point where I have had enough of it.
I bury my woeful head because I know it is impossible to run from it.
Although I will always need money, I will never have any love for it.

Without money would there be such a thing as rich and poor?
Will the streets still be filled wit

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Emilie

by ~Lady---Vengeance, Oct 7, 2012, 7:41:06 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Songs & Lyrics

Emilie sits upon the shelf
A pretty doll in a shop
She sits and waits for her time to come
Until her loneliness stops

She waits and waits, full of false hope
That someone will come take her home
But when all the other dolls have been bought
She wonders why she's still alone

She spends her time thinking about
Her imaginary faults
Assuming that she's ugly because
Why else has she not been sold?

And to this day, she's wanted to say
Why am I the only doll that's still here?
She's fed up of loneliness, fed up of waiting
For something she once had that disappeared

Emilie sits upon the shelf
A pretty doll in a shop
She sits and waits for her time to come
But her loneliness never stops

She's so fed up that she's stopped trying
To be the perfect one
Because deep down she already knows
Her perfect one has been and gone