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Just swallow the pill and think of me no longer
Just let go and take yourself out
Before I kill you too
Aren't you tired of me ******** you over and over?
You were the last person I wanted in my sights
And my heart honestly breaks when I think of you
I understand now what I-love-you means -
It's doing the right thing no matter of the consequence
I'm tying you up, using the nicest lace
Trying to kill you softly, trying to erase your face
All the while I'm doing my best
Not to rub my love against your head
I'd redecorate the walls with your inner thoughts
But I'm afraid it's the wrong shade of red
But I have these sadistic urges
And I don't want to take it out on you
Right now you're the only one who understands my plight
Right now you're the only reason
I can't sleep through the night
BETRAYAL
This is very common. You have been betrayed by people you thought you could trust. Not only is the betrayal killing you but its the hurt of having been turned away and shunned out. Something inside of you breaks and dies almost every day. You are easily hurt and you are sensitive if it comes to friends. Nothingness is always within you tearing at you inside. Most of the time you see no use for life. But there's joy left in you.
ANIMAL:WOLF
SONG:COMING UNDONE BY KORN
ACTIVITIES:LISTENING TO MUSIC,BEING WITH FRIENDS,PLAYING GAMES
QUOTE:EVERYTHING YOU SAY TO ME TAKES ME ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND IM ABOUT TO BREAK.
ELEMENT:WATER
We held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message.
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