DimesThis is the end, for you and me.This is the end; why can't you see?I guess we were not meant to be.For in my heart, there is vacancy.You've bound me in chains, now set me free.You tap your heal, to keep in time,You act like this break-up is a crime.I try to tell you, everything is fine,but you say my loves not worth a dime.You closed my heart and end this rhyme.I dare not write another line...
Her NightmareThe Anger, the Pain, the Agony, and the Blood.When the weapon hit, you heard the thud.The Scream, the Sigh, take a, deep breath.All curled up in your bed, wishing for death.Burning hate, endless pain.On your shirt, I see, the bloody stain.Purest white, becoming clean.What does it all, even mean?
GraveyardCome to the place, where I will set you free.Come into the graveyard.Come to the place, so that your face, I may see.Come into the graveyard.Step in the place, the stone that bears your name.Come into the graveyard.Stand in the pit, the full moon glowing bright.Come into the graveyard.As I fill in the dirt, I promise it wont hurt.Come into the graveyard.As I seal off the hole, you give to me your soul.Welcome to the Graveyard.Enjoy your stay
So Alone and Missing YouSomething is keeping, me bound to this spot.Something in your voice, is making my face grow hot.From the look in your eye, I can see that, you feel it too.Our souls Intertwined, we're connected, us two.Keeping us bound tight, a magic adhiesive; our glue.We finally break free;Lets run as far as we can.In our way, I'll make sure, nothing will stand.Our bond has since weakened,and you've run away;Even after I pleaded, forever, your stayAlone on the beach, I have not a clue.From now on I'm lonely, there's nothing to do.In love, now and forever, I'll always miss you
StolenYou are not the one for me.I wanted you, but now i see.That other man, to you, tends gallantly.In his hands, I will leave you.Please let me go; I've much to do.I leave you now, and as I do,I say a prayer or maybe two.Because even now, I still love youbut I will not admitt that this, is true.I just need some time,To think things through.When I return, we'll begin anew.Because, you already know, that I love you
ShacklesI loved herI miss herI wish ICould kiss herIf only She hadn'tFled from my lifeThen I would be donewith this silly knifeI loved herI miss herand I'm beginning to seewhy such a beauty as herwould flee from a man such as meContained now and brokenI have becomeThe war finally overand saddly you wonCongrats guys it's doneshes out of my lifewas it really worth it?Now my best friends a knife
From the inside outShe was perfect in ever way,so I decided to let her stay.But now-a-days I only pray,that I had told her "go away"She stole the key into my heart,from the inside she tore my world apart.Don't you see I don't love you.You, or anything you do.So please leave my house.Come now girl we're through.I've finally had enough of you.
into the depthsPain took me in, and drew me near.In Pain there is nothing, for you to fear.Now I'm really quite fond, of Pain, you see,for I have dwelled in Pain for a century.I want to dwell in Pain all eternity.Live with her, and her brother, Misery.Yes, they are both, so very close to me.We live together in hell,down, where you cast me.
HCSHere we are, on the happiest day of your entire life.Your blue eyes sparkle, practically shimmering; they have the perfect touch of lavender.Your eyes were always beautiful.You smile broad; almost ear to ear, one could say.You looked stunning in that perfectly fitted dress.It was amazing, because whenever you moved I could see the slightest flicker of color change from dark blue, to lavender, and then back to dark blue.You were gorgeous.Your blonde hair, you wore down; the length almost to your lower back; glinted like gold.You were a picture defination of perfect, and luster, and happiness.But that would not do...No sir...I work for a company;Or rather a system.You know us only as the HCS.You were attacked, dress tattered, hair burned, body scarred.Your assembly ran screaming, the award you were about to recieve, either stolen or destroyed; we really dont care so long as it dissappeared.Your smile vanquished, your makeup smeared by your own tears.as I walke