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\"to touch your love indeed\" tenderly whispering to noone\'s ear this madman he bore resemblence to me, except I wasn\'t him \"They touched their golden harps,\" as Milton would have

even now everything\'s darker I feel suffocated and despaired even all hopes have now parted dissipated in the rain and tonight seems even longer perhaps close to forever as the

I thought he was me - this boy I was talking to - he bore an emotional similarity to someone I used to be but then I thought I was mistaken having put all my belief in only one place, so I

Sometimes, we come together just before evening falls comsuming each other, but then, part, as if nothing ever happened... Carrying on with the flames

shall never ask: what of your wings, my dearest ravens, did you just leave them on the moon I hide behind my ribs why, now unseen, you took away into your claws my bleeding dreams shall only

might I ever feel that way again? It makes me not want to call you, makes me want to forget all the feelings we shared... moments out of broken times might I... [no, this won\'t do.] might

my simple dreams remind me of my common origin no royal blood flows through my veins nor ever had I been enslaved to glory eternal, in halls of the kings my simple dreams yes I will be

early interference I sit here alone bored by my platitude and how everything i do alwas ends up the same same inconfidence how I seem to understand always choose to forget nevertheless I

playful scratching noise down my restless soul scentless although young, and still the movement left a feeling of insecurity sad. undetermined ideas seeking to emerge again,

Where is the pain? What did it do? Was it a lie? Was it not true? What of the sadness? Where did it go? Who dows it haunt now, And does it still grow? Where is my fire? What of my

and so it begins the light slowly fading, and in my eyes glitters: the light, the holy light now if I can only reach it, touch it, if only I could capture the very last of my moments I\'m

Let me enjoy the remaints of my freedom I know, when I die, I will pay for my crimes Why should I torture myself And my demons? Maybe there is no Spiritual afterlife Let me enjoy the

It is Only one: last goodbye from the solitary rose that\'s I. I\'m not the one to hold you tight or right the wrongs in your life. I was the one who wolud have died, if only so you

Sometimes, I find myself buried so deep in the music unable to move I sometimes see fragments Of great battles, and greater love stories As I breathe in the art But sometimes they

Harmony divine Destruction upon all living beauty Lust: for life Gone! Gone! Disobedient, sarcastic A sould sadistically trashing all. And all, unaware, innocence was raped as he faded

And you despise me For what I am, for what I mean For what you always feared I\'ll show you ways to live And you\'ll despise me for what I have to give And you despise me For when I speak,

I burned your memory alive into the winds your scattered ashes may still fly and then I washed my hands, my feet and watched you cry. Into the winds I dissipate my every desire And, though

following the light of my unfulfilled dreams and desires, I left the old world behind never to look back again with my old dreams torn apart heading now for a new start And I left the old love

\"you\", a memory of the past \"you\" never surrounding ideeas of what never has been unreal the fleeting feeling, glimpse of a \"you\" that never was coming close to the shadowless

Then, she took away my tears And left me all alone Struggling in the darkness Heartsick, such a terrible disease... Then she took away my fears Left me here, and heartless All alone within a

And when my lips yours will have sought A loveless thought! A loveless thought - You love me? Oh... you love me not. Again I would cry, again I would pain My suffering has been in vain... But

Aware what your fate is, to what you are bound And all that remains is what cries out so loud Are your sinking thoughts in the World\'s dreadful crowd? The tears that will flow… you\'ll forget all

of birth Of all the suffering I\'ve known Throughout my life, the sadness... oh, I heard her cries It all must end! We\'ll live again With just a smile Of all that was revealed to