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A broken heartI promised myself I'll never fall in love
Whenever I fall in love I feel renewed and happy
But like a drug
Once everything finishes
I'm crying, depressed and the wreckage of my heart
I always end up feeling worse
I want to find someone that is special
But I'm afraid to suffer again
I'm afraid of losing another person
Do not want to suffer
Do not make me suffer, do not lie to me
Do not hurt me, no more
I will not hold on to people who only sink me
I'll be free and live with have left
A cold and lonely spirit.
I wanna know what love isWhat is love?
Such a great feeling that will not fit in the heart
Feel the heart beating like a drum
Feel joy and pain
Love is being free, being attached to someone
To love is to have a reason to smile
Have a reason to live
Life is complete only when we love
Are complete only when we love
Not to love is a waste of life
Not to love is not trying to live
I believe in a thing called loveI believe in a thing called love
How to find
No matter how the search
He is the one who finds you
I do not know where it comes from
He only comes
And any time he can get
And take your heart
Can make a broken heart and a shambles
Back to pound
Softens the hardest heart
Transforms the fiercest warrior in the most romantic lover
I believe that love exists
Even though this world is steeped in wickedness
I think everyone has a little of it to split
No one is made to live alone
Everyone wants love
This is lifeEvery second
I think how sad am
I think of how worthless am
And they actually do not even have
One faithful friend
About me hurtling the most terrible things in life
With a broken heart
Every day I see that solutions do not exist
Every day accumulation sorrows
Every day crying thinking about my love away
Every day I get more and more scared about my future
A future that does not want to get there
For me, death has become a reward and not an exit
Reality ?What is real?
I've never been so lost in this world
Nothing was so unreal to me
I'm losing myself in fantasies
Among my own thoughts lose the logic
What is real?
My love for you was real
And never was loved
Was I really in love?
Will we ever know what is real?
Is it just imagination?
Does it really am alive, am someone's dream ?
WorkWake up , work, sleep
Wake up , work, sleep
Wake up , work, sleep
Wake up and understand that life has become a shit
Endless routines to strengthen the rich
Filthy rats agree!
Look how they live!
Repeating every movement, every day, forever and ever
We are enslaved, devalued
More money, more work
More work, less fun
Less fun, less life
Nothing is rightI've never been disappointed
The sorrows strike down harder on me
Nothing has worked
I have no luck, and I feel emotionless
All that remains is the fear of not having tried
It has never been easy , but it has been getting worse
I have nothing to gain
Only to lose
I trusted the wrong people
I am a prisoner of my prisons
I'm a caged animal must be slaughtered
I want to end my pain
I want someone to free me somehow
Before I set myself the worst possible way
HellIf you think that hell is where the fire burns forever
You are very much mistaken
What place could be worse than this earth
Look around you , look at all that bad
People are killing themselves
Look wars and diseases
If you look in the mirror and see a piece of meat useless and worthless
In fact not so useless so why tricks and lies
The blood of people soiled the earth
One Earth " sacred "
Think of the people who were slaves to the world today
Think back not as history but as a nightmare from which we do not wake up
The past was cruel , evil unmatched
The future will not be better
Will be worse than anything that did go
Your reflection looks beautiful
Well looks like you live in an illusion
As for death , that place can be worse than this earth
What is the worst that can roam endlessly just watching
Not going to hell
Because we're already in it
Regardless of what you do your life will never be perfect
What is love ?Love is believing that distance is nothing
For when we go away I think of us holding hands
Love means never forgetting the details
To love is to forget that there are barriers
Love is laughing all, is always happy
You follow the adventures not only your heart but also her
It is the heart race just thinking about it
You laugh at bullshit, it's bullshit talk
Love is no longer lonely
And be lonely in with someone who loves you
It is being part of someone
It's being part of something greater
Without you I am half a man
With you I feel complete
I can hardly express what I feel
But I can show you what is love
Come with me and I'll show you what is good in life
Come with me and I'll show you the stars
Confession~ A PoemI really really like you,
But you don't feel the same,
I'm finally truly tired,
Of playing this little game
You seem to forget,
That I'm also your friend,
But it seems that too,
Has come to an end
It's time I confess,
Everything to you,
This time I wouldn't lie,
It'll be genuinely true
I hate your girlfriend,
She's really such a bore,
I really wonder what,
Your dating her for
You kept me up all those nights,
For nothing at all,
Instead you just let me drown,
Instead you let me fall
You put me in such pain,
And you put me in such sorrow,
It's time that I finally live,
A fresh, new tomorrow
It's time for me to let you go,
It's time for you to cry,
About all your problems alone,
Until your tears are dry
It's time for me to stop caring,
It's time for me to move,
No more "if being good enough for you",
Dear PsychopathI'm gonna write you a letter
Something that'll remain in your mind forever
I wonder if your heart shivered
From all the lies you delivered
Does this brain of yours even recognize empathy ?
Or are you a psychopath that finds joy in others agony ?
That's quite a show you performed
Broke in into people's lives and left it stormed
Stole the hearts of the innocent souls
Treated them as if they're just a bunch of tools
Don't be fooled if you thought you made your getaway
I wont lay a finger at you but in your head ill make sure youll pay
If only you did the right thing and confessed for your crime
I would have forgiven you and gave you my time
But that's too late now a liar is who you are
You think I'm crawling in darkness ?
Look up I'm a star
Never Giving UpForced to walk on a thin sharp rope
While eyes of the devil drill inside my skin
Searching for the angels that will lend me hope
Fly and reveal ur glorious wings
Rescue me from this dreadful stage
Guide me to be better than those so called kings
I'm but a moon in space chasing after the sun
While the devils throw their heavy rocks
I take the hit from each one
But it never slows me down
I whisper to my self a promise
I'll go through the battle and get my crown
There's Something in my Bed...There's something in my bed.
Something that's not supposed to be there. I can feel it, the weight of it behind me. I'm lying on my side and I can't move, can't look over my shoulder. God forbid I should wish to, anyway. I woke up still. And I was stupid enough to close my eyes. My whole body is frozen, every muscle. I can't even blink. My eyes are watering and my vision's going fuzzy. They say you should try and move your fingers, your toes, so you can get mobility back into your limbs, but I daren't even do that. I don't want to touch it. I'm swallowing screams that I couldn't let out, even if I tried.
I can feel its breath now, inhaling and exhaling over my neck, sending shivers up my spine. It makes me want to vomit. It's an indication that it's impossibly close, and I can't get away. I don't know what it wants, don't even know what it is. Whether it's even real or not.
It's touching me. Running its cold, dead fingers up my arm and, God, it's making my skin crawl and tingle. It's fi
How does the world see you?
Blind to the eye?
Or free to fly
The open skies?
Lost in the dark?
Or living life
Unleashing your spark?
Sinking in the sea?
Or a wild one
Unshackled, and free?
Now all alone?
Or as a god
Ascending to the throne?
How do I see you?
How do you see me?
Bound by fears?
Or running free?
Really decide destiny?
When we are the creators
Of our own legacy?
What are you at heart?
Who are you?
Someone of passion?
Or something untrue?
Hate Sleeping AloneEach night
I lay in bed...
Letting my covers
Try to keep me warm
Though they're never
As warm as your arms.
Letting my dreams
Try to soothe me
Into a deathly calm
Though they're never
As calming as your
Letting hundreds of sheep
Try to caress my eyes
To finally close
Though they shall never
In the way your gentle hand
In mine will.
And while the covers may try
They will never fill the place
Where you slept beside me.
My dreams will never
Fill the emptiness left
Without your breathe.
The sheep will never
Lift me away
Like the comfort of knowing
That your near me
And that you
Will be the first thing I see
When I wake
And each night I stay awake
Because without you
I'd rather not sleep.
LoveSometimes keep thinking
If she is thinking about me as much as I think of her
Never, not for a minute forget you can
I keep thinking about how good you are staying with
I feel in paradise
Does it feel that way too?
I want you to be mine
No one makes me feel so
Every minute I feel more and more passionate
Even with so little time together I feel connected to you
We are almost inseparable
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