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It could have been so right If it hadn’t been so wrong It could have been forever But it didn’t last that long We could have had it all But we didn't get that far I think I could have loved you But you didn't have the heart

Sometimes what you want isn’t really what you need You never know the reasons why your heart begins to bleed And it’s so hard to bear it when the pain’s too much to take When every time you try it seems it’s just one more mistake When you make it to tomorrow looking back at yesterday Remembering the moments as they slowly fade away There’s nothing you can do to change the way it’s come to be And I know it’s hard to hope when there is nothing to believe You need to know when it’s all over You need to learn to carry on You need to understand you can’t turn back And know when hope is gone Y

I once knew a boy In the years of my youth Crafted by angels All beauty and truth But one day I woke To find he was gone I thought that he loved me I guess I was wrong

I'm silhouetted against Your sheets of scribbles. (When you write to me You're only writing to yourself. When you write of my soul You're writing of fancies; of fickles). Crudely drawn silhouettes are not complete poems. Despite your acclaim; your pence, Your wealth Is nothing in compare To the expense Charged to the written hole Where a heart once lay. It can buy you nothing Worth holding. It cannot wash your dirty deeds away Or fill voids that have no end. Silhouettes are a Shadow's attempt To paint pictures that they cannot, And will never, understand. You cannot convey meaning In an empty statement. You cannot claim possession of art

an innate ability to just go through it- so slow moving i just couldn't do it- i couldn't see to hear to read the crashing of the waves- unobtrusive in their complexity in the most subtlest of ways- a stuttering brain casting magic spells undercover- now tell me, wtf is it that you're really after- wtf is it in the end that really matters- talk is cheap, and in retrospect, you'll hear my laughter-

The sun is down when I wake up And all the world is dark While my mind is white; A cloud, a fog, a blur I am still waking up. The sky is red I feel discouraged For I am eating the paper I've written on, And drinking the blood I've spilled. The day is like bile Rising in my throat Burning a trail Until it explodes and leaves Only vacant memories, Shoved from the mind. So much red, So much blue, I am red. I am... Blue. So blue. I need solitude Need silence so My thoughts can echo Against the walls of my Vacant mind I'm turning red, So much red! "Shhh. You are safe now." I am here I am now No one is here now I a

In a warm winter's night I see the watcher standing, in the middle of a silent battlefield calmly, stubborn, mindless smoke rising from his lips like little ghosts small clouds dancing upon his face little shadows all around, flowing, other people I don't see. A wall is racing closer, an ocean wave unstoppable a white wall in a black lightened night He stands and watches as the ghosts dance around him Barely turns his head A silhouette, a filigrant light as whiteness hits him like a soft feather. The watcher clamps his hands in black pockets and smiles to the sky. Nothing can touch him In between the worlds And he rejoice

Through Strength I have emerged from Hermit to Magus Ever standing, alone Now I want to be the Empress who calmly makes her rounds through a sea of emotions Guided by the Sun, her brotherlover, I  swim through Death let him burn up my Ivory Tower Loose and therefore finally Win ~ Durch Stärke hab ich mich weitergebildet vom Einsiedler zum Magier Immer durchgehalten, allein Jetzt will ich die Herrscherin sein die ruhig ihre Bahnen durchs Meer der Emotionen zieht Geleitet von der Sonne, ihrem Bruderliebsten, durchschwimm ich den Tod lass sie meinen Elfenbeinturm verglühen verliere und dadurch endlich g

Little sister 12 years old and you think you know everything Such a bratty bitch you can be You piss me off so much But that is what you do Sisters will be sisters You are so funny without even knowing it You are so cute with your skewed sense of style You are beautiful even though you think you aren't Your heart is pure Your sensitivity is a blessing You are so smart yet so silly I love you Little sister~

I do not want to see you, I do not crave give good face or hide, I do not want to see you, I do not want to see you, I'm tired, I'm hurt I fight for something that has no meaning I do not want to see you, enough is enough. And almost by accident I hitch your skin not realizing then on your side cruel, I guess I did not understand. Time stopped in the moment in that last embrace I felt that there was nothing to fight and attempts only served to prolong the agony. As I drank the water in your body you be kill me, my hopes shaking my soul absorbing my love and my efforts to fight a farce, without exit between you and me, col