Freaking sounds and weary creepers
Made me wake up from a deep sleep...
I saw her, one wing torn,
Bleeding and left, angel, fallen...
I cut ur name across my wrist
to remind me that ur the one that made me feel...
The darkness comes when you least expect it, it...
some of us spend our lives hiding it, slapping on...
This winter cold
and newborn moonlight...
An undead child has been born
In to a living world anew...
It was a 25 cent execution
Forged by her tears...
Fearfully watching
while my mind is spinning...
Fear began to crawl and just kept coming
Ever lasting it was and never ending...
I just don't see the point,
On continuing this life...
Laying in the same spot
I appear to have a dark cloud hovering over my...
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Standing out in the pouring rain...