| Insanity can be brilliant |


FearsA sense of pain, a dying agony, so unemotional yet loving to the touch Such a tender kiss it gives you just to only freeze your lips Let it sink inside you, taking over your soul, feel the chill run down your spine Yet it sings to you such a calm and vapid lullaby This makes us foible, breakable to the touch for the words, don't be sad break us down oh so much We sit here alone, we mop, shed our tears never take into consideration our lovely horrid fearsFears


Unconditional LoveRip a child's heart right from their beating chest Feel their blood drip through your finger tips.. See this blood lust mess Watch their face fall blank and pale feel their tears fall from their eyes Feel their heart beating still their love still alive Such innocents trapped within their beat up hearts Unconditional love toward their killers yet their creators in one Break this love, tear it to shreds...fill their hearts with hate But unconditional love form a child will never break forever it will last.. Though Forever is a funny thing.. .it comes and gUnconditional Love


DeathAnd what path do I follow now everything shattered to its pieces Feel so engorged in pain that tears can't stand to run for they do not know they should fall Yet here I feel the end gently take my hand but it's not cold Deaths hand is warm almost lovely to hold I feel as if his love has taken me I feel so loved in deaths arms nothing can hurt me when he holds me But when he lets me go I stumble back to reality Yes he knows I can not hold on any longer so he waits for me at night He see's these cuts he watches me painfully as I'm curled on the floor bleeding &Death


WarFire and flames, sparks in all directions, dirt screaming up into the air to escape the gun shot noises Explosions!... cries heard in pain, one gun shot after another, ears ring.. Soon visions fade Standing in a circle where death's cold hands reach out, waiting to gently kiss those who lose their throats to shout See the pieces, the bodies fly up in the air the smoke and ashes, the colors come flashing, brushing through your hair Standing still, motionless.. . Seeing war at its best looking at crushed buildings in ruins see those ahs covered faces Feel warmly stung blood still in pain.. Sling acrossWar
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My kinda woman "Beauty Brains and a complete Psycho"
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I Make My Hearts With Wings Because They Have A Tendancy To Fly Away.
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95% of the teenage population would cry if they saw the jonas brothers or miley cyrus on the top of the empire state building. Copy and paste this if you would be the 5% screaming "jump, bitches, jump!!
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I Make My Hearts With Wings Because They Have A Tendancy To Fly Away.
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