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18/08/2008 06:22:09



The Darkness of Depression


The sunshine of my happiness,

Weaker than that of others,

Never as bright as it should be,

Never as right as it can be,

The darkness of my depression,

Leaves a scolding impression,

Stronger than my Sunshine,

Defeating the best thing that’s mine,

The darkness of my depression,

I can feel it reaching,

My very sunshine,

It is breaching,

The great darkness of depression,

The very best at deception,

It tricked me into thinking it was gone,

The mood change has just begun,

The Darkness of depression,

Step one – Anger to hide my weakness,

Step two – All happy memory gone,

Step three – Sadness explodes out like a bomb,
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Angel


Sleep my fallen angel
lay down next to me
hold my hand and close your eyes
and fall into a deep sleep
try to never wake up again
embrace your eternal dreams
and they will hide you from reality
so far away….
to never let the pain touch your soul
sleep my fallen angel
sleep, sleep forever
your silent cry that i hear every night
i have felt your loneliness
and the soft tears that you weep and hide inside your broken heart
let them fall
let them drown inside my cold soul
to taste your fears
feeling grace so deep inside you
so deep that you are lost in the dark
and yet again you surrender to shadows
and let yourself fall into their embrace and you still let their cold touch to venom your soul
close your eyes and sleep my fallen angel

Hate takes alot of Love

I kneel on the floor,
Tears falling from my eyes.
I have learnt to hate you,
Along with all your lies.
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18/08/2008 06:12:09
Autumn Times



Autumn breeze frigidly touches ailing dreadful lives

Harshly darkness quietly surrounds the broken souls

Mellow serenades that once played between hearts

Pathetically have transformed into bitter sad songs




Somewhere beyond the flossy clouds

Cupid has lost his romancing arrows

Plays sad sonorous tunes on his bow

Dedicated to all weepy lonely hearts



Howling chilly wind blows through the mist

Sounds of sorrow spread allover the place

Fuzzy humid air submerges the inner lust

Lives decay slowly as the autumn leaves fall...




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18/08/2008 06:11:54
Your Lies


Funny when things never change

Even when you say they will

But while your off s(rewing her

My life is standing still




You tell me that you love me

When I go to leave

You tell me I'm your only one

And I let myself believe



I know that you are using me


But you'll never let me go

I know that you don't love me

I know I'm just for show



I don't know If I can stand

To see you love another girl


You know that you broke my heart

You know that your my world



But while your standing by my side

I'll believe your lies forever

Cause everything seems so perfect


When we are together




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18/08/2008 06:11:38
Falling Away


I am bored with love

and it's passionless limbs

that drape over my bed


in a lethargic state of impotence

while wearing the same red heart

my soul picked up hitchhiking

off highway serendipity



Now here we are


alone in togetherness

trying to build dreams

with two by fours and glue,

but even a home

won't tie us together

when our hearts live alone




Poetic vows cliched

into nothingness

like all words do, eventually

and we allowed

our bodies to become


another pair of hollow shadows

that make love to a wall

instead of each other

and we wonder why

the roses are dying




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18/08/2008 06:07:08

OUR LOVE



Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.

But will the spider remember, or the sun?


Did the water capture our faces in permanence?

Does the wind create us anew as it blows?

Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them?

Our secret been revealed.

Yet I have told no other.

I write these words in silence, in mute testimony


To what once was.

But our image remains alive in this place.

It can not be removed.

You, me,

We then,

Were here.


We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow.

We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise.

We were not liars,

But thieves of time.

For now time has now forgotten us,

Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers


This place that was ours.




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18/08/2008 05:47:07

good night.




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18/08/2008 05:44:59

bye




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18/08/2008 05:44:53

i don't come to nkut




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18/08/2008 05:44:38

bye




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18/08/2008 05:44:29

ok




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