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She and IShe was everything you wanted, she was everything I wanted to be.
She had everything you needed, so you never looked to me.
She gave you everything, so you never took from me.
She's beautiful, you know that, we all know the same, I don't know why I bother with this game.
She loves you more than anything, and I hope she always will.
She always care for you,she'll keep you strong when times are tough, I could never be enough.
She's the one for you, a match made in heaven they say, she makes you happy, I guess I never could.
She's everything you wanted, she's everything I wanted to be.
I'm sorry but why can't it be me?
ChampionAs a child he watched, his heroes bask in glory,
Hoping that one day that would be his story.
All day and all night he worked himself to be the best,
Put his passion to the test.
Then one day he got a break,
A unknown fighter, against a flake.
With the dodge of a punch and the flick of the hand,
For the first time he was a winning man.
Notcied by a guy who looked like a bum,
Told he would train him, to be the one.
With the nod of a head and a shake of the hand,
Could there be a champion in this young man?
Blood, sweat and tears went hand in hand,
With new found titles, 'he's our man!'
He rose higher and higher on his winning streak,
But to the glitz and glamour he became weak.
Lost in the glory that was his own,
feeling high on top of his throne.
But into the scene came a new kid in town,
Who took him on, and brought him down.
Down and out he had lost his fame,
So he turned to a bottle with no name.
And in a drunken rage he let rip on the town,
Caused him a lock up in old downtow
Longing LoveI'm listening to the sad love songs on the radio, and my heart whispering your name.
Trying hard to block you out, I stare out the window and watch the rain.
But oh! How I wish you were here, you could take away the pain.
Your soft lips would touch mine; your warm skin would surround mine.
And I'd be happy.
Snap out of the dream world, I have to command myself.
Thinking about you all this time could not be good for my health.
I've been so close and yet so far.
Those moments we shared, I know they were brief, but yet they replay as I try to sleep.
And I find myself smiling, no control do I have.
You've stole my heart, and weirdly I'm actually glad.
What I'm not.I may not be the girl you write about, sings songs about, the girl you paint.
I may not be the girl that everyone wants to be, I'm just plain and simple me.
I may not be anything extraordinary I'm nothing new,
but I guess I'm here for you.
A shoulder to cry on, a helping hand. That's the kind of girl I am.
And if that is not what you want then it's plain to see.
You simply can't have me.
I live to dream, I live to love.I live to dream, I live to love,
I live to do all of the above.
Your smile like honey, it fills my heart with joy,
Your beautiful tone as you speak, I don't interrupt, not a peep.
I bite my lips and try and hide but oh how you make me feel inside, there are just there are just no words that can describe.
I live to dream, I live to love and hope,
maybe we could elope?
I joke because you'll probably never know how I really feel,
and I know it take time for wounds to heal.
But let me be a cure.
I live to dream, I live to love.
Maybe some day it will be enough.
HollowWalking lonely on the path of life, the dark shadow always at my side.
See the light, but as I walk it gets further away.
You are golden, but I'm scared to touch you incase you break like glass.
Why do I feel alone in a room full of strangers, why do I feel like the only one to walk this earth?
Inside my heart feels heavy, but my body feels hollow, one breeze and I might break.
I feel lost, I feel alone but yet I know you are there.
Please always be there.
Just so...You pick me up and put me on the highest pedestal you can find,
Just to knock me down.
You put me in the shop window for everyone to see,
Just so they can mock me.
You tell me the world is my oyster, and I am the pearl,
Just to trap me inside.
You lift my heart and tell me its a gem,
Just to break it like glass.
You give me the good news first,
Just so you can hit me with the bad.
You give me dreams and hopes,
Just so you can crush them like a bug.
You do this all,
Just to make your self feel better.
RougeIn a smoke filled room, mixed with a musty sent of cheep perfume and dryed lust. Love left this place years ago but this is were she resides.
Under a lace and feather cover is were she hides.
Long black hair, that falls gentlely down her back like a waterfall, coressting her pale white skin.
Her deep brown eyes outlined heavily with glitter, and gold and toped wih thick black mascara, like heavy black feathers they flutter over her eyes. The same eyes that could lead a man to there demise with just a wink.
And under this perfect shell, a body that some would die for, a body that kills some, but yet it hides a broken soul of a lost child.
A child that has seen so much, but yet has felt so little, and now the child is lost forever and now all that is left is this monster with the rouge red lips.
Lost feelingsIt's crazy the way I felt for you,
Crazy how I truly believed that I loved you right down to the core.
But now I see you, and something's not right, I've lost all feeling.
Thoughts of you don't seem to keep me up all night.
I told my self you have to be the one, all the moments we shared how ever small, they used to keep me dreaming that you were the prince I would meet at the fairytale ball.
But now know those feelings of wonder and love, have seemed to disappear to the heavens above.
And I feel remorse for those feelings I had, the ones that made my skin tingle and hair stand on end.
And those missed heart beats when you said my name, I truly fear that they shall not come again.
What's wrong with me? I thought I'd always feel that way.
But now I'm numb my life feels only grey.
We are one...We are many, We are Legion... But we are still, only one.
Was the reply to the begging, to stop all the horrors that had begun.
Atheists say you pray to nothing, or that your God does not hear.
Your God does hear, which is what theists both hope, and fear.
Be it a God among angels, or a God among devils, or a God among men.
They are still only one God, even with the strength of ten men.
They would not be able to stop these horrors, keep them at bay.
Because every God falls trying, and most die where they lay.
One man alone, One God alone, Or Legion, alone.
They would still be helpless, for they are on their own.
I know this, yet I stand tall, a hero for you all.
I am on my own, yet I am proud, and I stand tall.
I am a hero, and I will spread my wings far and wide.
I will look after you all, I will help you, and be your guide.
Everyone fails, when they are on their own.
But I am the one who will do
Daily LiesThey say,
There is light on the other side,
To just keep on moving,
It'll get easier with time.
These people do so,
Like to lie.
What they don't realise,
Is they have been figured out.
There is no light,
What happens is...
We learn to cope.
We find the courage,
We find the hero,
Inside of us.
We learn to live,
It never becomes easier.
Who learn to
Anyone But MeI don't know how,
To be anyone,
Do you know how to be me?
I don't know how to be you.
I don't know how to be,
Any one but me.
I can't act like my best friend,
Nor can I pretend to be my teacher,
For i do not know how to be,
Any one but me.
I have to be myself,
I have no choice you see,
For every one else,
We are all unique,
Which means we are all the same,
And each and every one of use,
Doesn't know how to be the other.
I don't know about you,
Or everybody else,
But I don't know how to be,
Any one but me.
The Beggar~The Beggar~
The beggar on London square;
She is old and frail and has grey hair;
She hobbles to her lair
On London square.
Her eyes hold a wise twinkle;
Her face is full of wrinkles;
She still survives there
On London square.
In her hand, she holds a hat;
When a coin drops, she's happy like that.
Age is meaningless there
On London square.
With some joy as she ends her day,
She buys her bread with the coin that lay
In the hat she holds there
On London square.
With bread in hand, she sits and sings
Of how sweet grace gave her the things
That she was given there
On London square.
Happy Father's Day
Tell me boy, what exactly are you worth,
If you can't even remember his voice?
He was with you since the day of your birth,
So explain to me why you made the choice
To forget; to erase everything
And anything that you possibly could?
I still remember how he used to sing
For you on your birthdays, and how he would
Pick you up and plant kisses on your cheek.
Why would you want to lose the memory
Of how he took you to the park each week?
And I beg you to think of the times he
Took off early from work, just to see you,
Or those many nights when he stayed awake,
Cheering you up whenever you felt blue,
Or fed you if you had a stomach ache.
After eleven years of his kindness,
Do you truly believe that it is fair
For you to forget, when there are countless
Other people who to this day, still care?
And though on any other day, I know you would never bother,
I must ask, that you please light a candle in memory of your father.
VisitingThere is a place
I will never go
But I seem
I close my eyes
It is a place
Where I can
Never ever go
But I always
Can create it
Because it lives
My open mind
Will you join
In this place
Where I can
Still not visit
I wish to see
You standing there
Next to me
Game OverThe rain is falling,
My tears are pouring,
As i write this final dictation,
I guess you never knew,
I guess you never saw,
How miserable i was inside.
The pain i felt,
The smiles i faked,
I guess life is one big game.
Is flashing on the screen,
I'll be fading away,
All too soon.
I have no more lives saved up,
There are no cheat codes to type,
No restart button,
When it comes to this life.
I messed up,
And i am sorry,
For any pain i have caused you,
And any sorrow.
This is my final goodbye,
This is my game over,
I'm floating away,
And nothing stop me.
ShatteredThe desire to destroy
Spreads like black flood in my veins
It squeezes and chokes
And there is no air left
Only dull remains
Few shattered pieces of my brain
Empty eye sockets
And screaming neural waves
All my strength
Dissolves into nothingness
Into the darkness unseen
Into the place unknown
Quietly dance on my grave
I dug it myself
By my own I sink in
As only when I'm dead
I can be complete
The Heart Fruit.You once said you would be so much less without me.
And believe me, I would be nothing if we weren't "we".
You once said that you could never express how much you love me.
I still say I love you more, even if you would be less without me.
You may be less without me, but I would be nothing without you.
Now Jennifer, read these words and know what I'm saying is true.
I can honestly say that I would be nothing without you.
I would be nothing without that sweet reply of "I love you too."
And finally, "With this fruit I bestow..."
Why do those words sound so very hollow?
Because they are not mine, and I can tell you myself.
That you are the only thing that gets me through Hell.
I tell you that you are my rock, my reason, and my life.
You are the only thing that gets me through this strife.
Now Jennifer, there are no words to express what I feel for you.
So I guess that these will have to do. "Jennifer, I love you."
You can't always get what you want.
Is it wrong to want someone all to yourself for just one day....
Just one night...
Under the moonlight on a secluded beach.
Or a day spent in Paris or Nice?
Maybe I'm wrong to be wanting something I can't have,
but I'm still dreaming of a life we could of had.
I've seen my dreams shattered when she's around,
My heart ripped in two, and I'm left feeling like a clown.
And I'm left thinking to myself is there nothing I can do,
to let you know how much I love you?
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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