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Lost
All you had to do is apologize
But it's to late now because my heart is lost
And not even I can find it
Just give me your word and your smile
Let the ice break with each laugh
Each look, each step, and Im lost
I cry with these icy tears
As I search for my broken heart
But not even I can find it
The sky darkens with despair
As I look up into your heavenly face
I smile as I see your own tears
But then I find what really lies behind
Your malice and your deceit
Lies are present even now
As I search for my lost heart
But not even I can find it
Because you took it
Saints are Boring
I wish I could say that I have something important and breathtaking to say. Well guess what, your shit out of luck here. What can I say about my life...not much...I shovel horse shit, everything bad happends to me in September, I can sing and draw somewhat, my "friends" hate me, and I just got a hair cut. Ok so the last part doesn't really fit in, but what does the other stuff fit into as well? A great philisophical question for ya, what is life? Sure some great teacher can explain it to me, but who is to say that he/she is right? Who can define life and what it takes to be considered to have a life? Surely the things i've mentioned above are a few of many that can be listed, but so what? What do i care? In the end we are all going to die and all that we have worked for will be forgotten as time goes on. We were born into nothing, we are nothing, and we will forever be nothing. Believe it or not this is all said in the Bible. Well I have one thing to say. If Jesus has known of all the shit that I have pulled, then Satan must have an entire resort reserved for me in hell. But then again, who would want to live with a saint? Saints are boring! No one wants to listen to someone that is always right. It gets annoying after a while. 50 years from now China will be the new US. The US thinks that they are a saint. We think that we know everything. Well guess what bitches,we don't! Each day our world is changing. Forget the bullshit we hear everyday about the war or the environment. That is all that that is. Bull shit. Plain ol' stinky, disgusting BULL SHIT! But here is another philisophical question for you, what is shit?
My Creative Side Still Lives
You can have my soul today
Not like I need it anyway
Oh hey, what' s the pain?
If you have one foot in the past
And you have one foot up your ass
Oh hey, all you do
Is end up pissing on today
Oh vanity
Oh sweet vanity oh my darling
Can you save me from the devil's grip tonight?
But I promise you oh vanity
That I won't give up without a fight
Oh the devil puts a heavy toll
That weights down my sweet, happy soul
Oh hey, isn't that the goal?
I'm not that shocked of my demise
In fact it comes as no surprise
Oh hey, all I do
Is end up pissing on today
Oh vanity
Oh sweet vanity oh my darling
Can you save me from the devil's grip tonight?
But I promise you oh vanity
That I won't give up without a fight
Oh vanity
Oh sweet vanity oh my darling
Can you save me from my own soul's demise?
And I apologize oh vanity
I gave my soul without a FIGHT...
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As I wake up I close my eyes tight
Try to hide away from the light
My world is black and theres nothing you can change
I am the daughter of apocalypse
I enter suburban hell as I walk
Its a land of hypocrites thats on auto-lock
Time is going too fast for me to chase
I am the daughter of apocalypse
I am the daughter of apocalypse
There is nothing more you can mend
I am the daughter of apocalypse
My life is coming to an end
This world is ending in 4, 3, 2...
My father says "Youre gonna fail."
My mother says" Why dont you care?"
But my mind is black and theres no turning back
I am the daughter of apocalypse
I am the daughter of apocalypse
My life is coming to a close
I am the daughter of apocalypse
And no one will ever know
This world is ending in 4, 3, 2, 1.
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No matter how hard I try to make it work,
No matter how many good days Ill have,
I'll always keep dreaming about you,
And no matter what Ill always be sad.
Sad that Ill never see your face,
Sad that Ill never hear your laugh,
I'm sad because I already miss you,
Sad that well never walk the same path.
We had some great times when we were young,
We used to laugh while we played in the field,
Because no matter what you'd always beat me,
But back then you never knew how I now feel.
I feel sort of stretched between you and another,
I feel Ive been torn in between,
I now love you both and its hard to choose,
Who will be lucky and stay with me.
So I ask you to be patient while I sort this all out,
While I spend some time in my zone,
Itll take a while so you might want to sit down,
But then again I dont want to be alone.
XJadedforever1031X
So I actually read your blogs...and wow...I really like
the last poem/song...that\'s fantastic...a lot of good
stuff..I\"m fucking jealous...oh..and most
importantly..I love you to my own fucking death
posted Sep 13
XJadedforever1031X
Why ... could this be that crazy girl named kerrie?
Gasp ... I think it may be ... shock and awe
posted Mar 19