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I was the best damn thing that ever happened to you. I should have been the only important thing to you, because I was the only thing that ever cared. You cannot inject me in your veins, but you could have held me close til we became one. You could have loved me, poured all your anger, sorrow, terror and confusion into me, because that was what I was there for. I loved you. I spent every waking hour of every day ripping at my insides trying to find every shred of willpower to stay with you. I ripped to the point there was nothing left. My insides became an embodyment on your skin, the marks you leave from your jagged finger nails, picking

He became existential through time Without much reason nor rhyme A shadow splashed across a flickered heart Never together, but merely apart A smile, though grim With what lay within Notes press against my finger tips Darkened by a never ending eclipse Forthright with anger, I though the glass though I'm never lucky enough for an impasse Inches separate, though miles away Across the brain, a tight rope walk Tears rip through the fiercest storm Though are rather misinformed For it shall never begin to cease Nay, for it shall truly increase Brick by brick the wall was built My Berlin wall will soon be silt The house I built to

Twenty-seven Eyes blind back the blur of 3:11 I choke back dreams erupting from my lungs Biting symbolic holes through my tongue Pen strokes run rapid behind my eyelids Engraved, safe from all the songs that fight to rid Violin grates against my frayed nerves I relish in the abuse I believe it deserves Starting at a reflection on eraser ruined paper Twenty-eight, my words now turn to vapor Wind blows from my open shades I count the days since my ocean wades Whispered words of ancient trees When breathing was of ease Twenty-nine For how easy I let go of what was once mine For letting time slip through my fingers Letting my ro

I wish you knew Everything that's said about you When your back is turned Oh girl, your fucking burned Reputation shot Friends can't be bought Stop smiling at me baby doll I'm just here to watch you fall You love how they say you're hot You love the attention you think you've caught Small town girl with a boyish charm You just doing yourself harm You spread you legs faster then Lohan Doing whatever you can Breaking a sweat as you try to dance Thinking the boys are in a fucking trance You swing those hips like you own the place But no ones thinking of even going to first base You love how they say you're hot You love the att

With tempting grace I will fall in place To the growing power Truth is tasting sour It's arms encircle my neck To a flaming wreck And with the whispering words Like chirps from melancholy birds It speaks to my weakening mind Covers my eyes and making me blind Slipping through my veins Interrupted by midnight trains Smoke trails across my eyes Taunting the fireflies With these city lies It lusts for other thighs The urge to share my pain To infect an others brain Locked inside the room It digs my welcomed tomb With promises of lullaby's I hear it's loving cries "Return to me my dear Addiction wont disappear I will hold

An ode to the dead boy Every girls fantasy toy Fatally intriguing, yet continually eluding Unofficial fan group recruiting Nine thousand reasons to try Eight million more to cry The wells within the deep of his eye Cause commotion, fleeting wishes to die An ode to the dead boy Who dares play coy Beautiful in his silence, in his secrecy Cold to all with intimacy A shut file, a closed case Lips stitched closed with forbidden lace Shallow words and moody looks Fairy tale illusion from long forgotten books An ode to the dead boy Who holds you close with no joy Warm hands ensure a cold heart Dead eyes that tear your soul apart

Please don't cry Everything'll turn out right I promise I'll try To make it through the night I'll hold you close And keep you near 'Cause I suppose You need me here You seem to be fallin', crawling Arms out stretched You wont admit it, stallin But you're "okay's" are farfetched You may refuse it Push me away But god damn quit This fake, one act play I'm not gonna lie, I care Others may believe they do But who's taken the wear and tear Who's stuck by, who's been true? So, cut the crap and smile My dear I miss it so It's honestly been awhile Let that grin show

The warm water washed away your sins But did it clear the scars? They appeared clear upon our skins As if branded by bars Slipping Novocain between These memories of you Making it clean Pretending it's true Screaming out loud In an empty room Standing up proud Despite impending doom Lingering fingers trail Cunning and sly Raising flesh braille Upon an innocent thigh Closed off ears Can hear no wrong Despite the years Their resolve stayed strong While I take this battery While you carry on I'll dissect this anatomy Of the king and the pawn The warm water washed away your sins But did it clear the scars? They appeared

Films stained red Blurring frames of the dead Holes in place of memories Tried, failed, to weave a destiny     Intertwined Would have been our fate Yet again, my heart was too late For, I took you for granted Should have listened, when I ranted I let our time slip through my fingers Now regret is all that lingers Only memories played on a screen My dear, beautiful Kathleen    Roses They wither, between finger tips Words die behind closed lips Moments pass, without a trace Soon, there is only space Time runs out, the end is near My dear, I cry, but please don't fear You, unaware, the pain overbearing I wished to hold y