

The Rage The RageThe Rage
VERSE 1
Insanity form tests of demise. Diseased, it will rise. It must break free, (from these chains) It must run far, (from this pain)
CHORUS
They'll tear you apart. (in a rage, in a rage) They'll tear you apart. (in a rage, in a rage) They'll rip you to shreds, you say no more. They'll tear you apart. (in this rage)
VERSE 2
It has fled, and now it is numb. To its death, it must succumb. These points peck, &nb


Night's Love Night's LoveNight's Love
As I Remember my fears, I begin once more to romance with the coldness of night. The frozen crystals that fell silently and glittered in moonlight made the dark increasingly appetizing as they melt upon my skin. The twinkling stars were not above my head for they had been painted away with clouds of such blackness. My heart lurched it's beats and made me grimace at every dispicable noise that inturrupted my peace, though there were not many. I continued to trip upon darkness and fall beside graves until I had realised that my shadowy sky was being stolen by the dawn's gray light.


Lost Suicide Notes Lost Suicide NotesLost Suicide Notes
In the new grasp of these gray skies, my unholy life lies. By the will of the razor, it was frozen as I bled into the shad'd canvas of sky. The crimson venom spill'd onto the canvas and paint'd it with spots. The arms of the thin clouds envelop'd it in a tight hug of sorrow and like cloth absorbs perspiration, they became one. Now the crimson venom that was once mine turns black and falls into the neverending sky, past the shielding canvas. I look up with tear-stain'd cheeks and let out my hopeless breath as I surrender my soul over to the enemy, once crafting my


Passionate Morphine Passionate MorphinePassionate Morphine
Fingers tie in innocence like the ribbons atop a Christmas gift. Lacing together these mortal tentacles prior to your kiss, so bittersweet. This cancer of passion that we call our home is all I need to get by. Nothing means more to me than how we murder our scorn. But is it just my painkiller, is this really what I mean? Will you be another plastic cup, or are you my aliuminum? Do you realize that you are not my steel... Or is it I who are decieved whilst you are crafting my demise? I will bruise you, You will lose me. You will feel me, I can s
Weee!
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live trying to die, die trying to dream, dream trying to awake, awake trying to remember, remember trying to forget, forget trying to live.
And Hello. My name is Sel. I will be your first page commentor this evening. ^_^
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live trying to die, die trying to dream, dream trying to awake, awake trying to remember, remember trying to forget, forget trying to live.
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