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zutaradragon posted on Dec 01, 2010 at 12:50AM
Simle beauty
a twinkiling star, seen from afar. a fluttering butterfly, that's not at all shy. the beauty of flowers, a tree that towers. the beauty of simple things. Darkness because when all the light is gone Darkness shall prevail. i have learned something,that i wish to unvail. if you look for the bad in a person you'll find it quicker... the u will find the good. but sometimes, just sometimes, a flicker of light will shine though. Summer is gone summer is gone you had to go back home. so, now what do i do? you left me here al alone... so now i watch, so now i wait, as my heart achs, as my heart breaks. will i be able... to wait? or was this all fake? Heartbreak this madness stops here, this world has filled me with fear. i almost...shed a tear. the pain...it's shear. all because you left me here. so, here i will stay, and there i will lay. every single day here...i shall stay. stay here, lie there. shear fear, from my tears. i promised myself... i would stay strong. but the next time's come and gone. so i'll let my greif lye here, on this shelf, and i will walk away. The gun we all have one... if it slips, you're done. some carry it deep within. for some, it's just below the skin. we all own one, let it slip, you're done. sound like fun? just just shune... everyone. you'll see the result... it's always the same. it always will end... with a bang! When love comes what love comes i shall watch. when it leaves, i shall follow. and it shall turn back and it will push me down. so i'll get up, and i'll dust off my clothes. i'll continue to follow... until it eventually stays with me, or until the day that i die. Let's go! lets go! take me please! drive until we run out of road, drive until we can't see this place. then we'll get out, and we'll walk, until we've left this crazy place far behind. The black rose the shallow black rose, hidden in shadows. the bloody black rose, covered in guilt from the path she chose. the shy black rose, for her mind has frooze. the thorny black rose, who pricks anyone to close to her. i should know the black rose well... for i am her. The past bites i'd like to forget what i've been through. and what my life's been like. i'd like to see a light at the end of the tunnel... but every time i forget... the past jumps back in front of me. |