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Current Mood: busy

busy

Current Location: Edinburgh

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thespareluv

02 May 2008 @ 08:44 pm

I fight it

I walk slowly forwards into the embrace of the world,
leaving you and your hatred for behind in the smokey mist,
yet every time i think Iv'e escaped the grips of the fog its shimmering clouds pull me back,
And I fight it ,
I turn away and walk away,
but the fire burns my skin leaving blotches of red hate glued to my skin,
scolding my mind not only my body,
And I fight it,
I look away and I'm court off guard,
drowning in an endless abyss of darkness and reveange,
The vines pulling me down till I'm one with the other,
my bone, my blood, My love,
And I fight it

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_the_raven

30 November 2006 @ 04:27 pm

Cold

It's cold today, I sense a shower
Slicing skin within the hour,
For it is very cold today,
And cold will be the shower.

It's cold today, I sense a storm
Crushing roofs of houses warm,
For it is very cold today,
And cold will be the storm.

It's cold today, I sense a sleep
Bringing ice to dreaming deep,
For it is very cold today,
And cold will be the sleep.

Current Music: Amidst Chaos

Current Mood: Tired

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_the_raven

17 September 2006 @ 12:00 am

For nothing more.

Here I sit, dark and dead, madness running through my head,
As I think of what I've always wanted more and more,
Allowing myself to rot, fading until I am naught,
Wishing for what I've sought, as I've always done before.
But nothing comes to me, at all, as it always was before--
--------------------- As my hopes were nevermore.

I grasp at what I desire, but it's always moving ever higher,
And, with dread, I see it going where I cannot hope to soar,
Into my breath, this fear is screaming, far too loud to have meaning,
And I wish that I were dreaming, so I might awaken, just once more.
But I know that this is real, and thus I will be saved no more--
--------------------- My torment seizing a heart so poor.

To be, and not get, is the sorrow I've met,
The lack of my love is what I'm mourning for,
All I feel is pain, I've nothing more to gain
From being lively or sane, as I've felt before.
'Tis my curse of this life as always was before--
--------------------- Between death and life, I'm on the shore.

By my being, weak and sad, why must this life seem so bad?
Why must my love be apart from me, as it always was before?
What reason have you, Divine One, to have me suffer in the sun?
Of my dreams, I've gotten none. Is this all worth living for?
If I cannot have my joy, what can my life be for?
--------------------- As it seems, for nothing more.

Current Mood: Tired

Current Music: Pain of the Universe

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_the_raven

11 February 2006 @ 12:00 pm

Flood of Pain

Behold, destiny in its darkest form,
A fate which decrees nothing but pain,
Within this mind, a raging storm,
Bringing thunder to the rain,

The tears that fall produce more tears,
The blood that falls produces more blood,
And when it turns into the worst of fears,
I'll be washed away in the flood.

Current Music: Beating Heart

Current Mood: Dark

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_the_raven

19 December 2005 @ 11:11 pm

Emotion

Current Music: Onwards

Current Mood: Dark

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jennifro

10 December 2005 @ 02:57 am

I Am Sorry

Could take a flame to the merlot on my breath
catch my heart afire, and I doubt this would
faze me. Maybe an injury would pass the time
more efficiently, and I would not have to wait
an eternity to show my love how sorry I am.

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toxicpoison

29 November 2005 @ 01:15 am

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Of my twissted heart that lies within,
I feel it hurting against my skin.
Harder, faster as seconds go by,
Clinging, to the last few beats of life.

Soaked and dripping of a crimson stain,
Bleeding away the poison and pain.
Empty is my soul, dead is my core,
I am nothing less or nothing more.

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