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Fear of Love - The SensesI listen to the cries Your body eminates Listen to the twisted, distorted sound it creates Who am I without passion Without voice in my heart I listen to the tattered sounds That were never meant to be heardFear of Love - The Senses
I dream dark nights Of what is to be my love Watch the paling skies as darkness settles in Who am I without presence Without colour in my heart I watch the monochrome style That was never meant for light
I feel the clammy skin Against my own sandpaper Feel the scratches wear me down I'd never be whole again
by ~Deviledheart
Sarcasm?I love great monolithic thoughts that promiscuate around my body and explode violently through my chest. I love the feeling of life and energy it brings me but lately, lately I ask myself that question that everyday someone asks themselves. What the fuck is this all about? I mean why. Simply put, there is no reason. What you thought life was worth living because you found yourself a mate, a partner for life. Yes, that;s great, I can vouch for that myself I have tasted that elixir and still continue to take my dose. But so what! What if you never met her, it, him. Do you think your life would have been as altering as it is. "YSarcasm?
by ~Deviledheart
Should I know?I often looked back over my shoulder at the hipocrosy of life It's menial start It's defamating end And yet structure is not lost within itShould I know?
I lost all I had, gambled my life into an abyss An abyss so vast my claws wouldn't help me out I was so busy dissecting the soft cloth of the walls I couldn't see the rope
It's small entwines of hemp couldn't aid me I was busy
Too lost within myself to seek an option Any alternative
I'll stay here, in my well Surrounded by cloth No voice No words But my own
by ~Deviledheart
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