woozah
unknownWant to leave But can't go Wipe my tears on my sleeve My confidence low This world is cruel Everything thing changes Like a fire with out a fuel Everybody rearranges Sitting here alone Silence takes its toll Not even the ring of the phone The death of my soul Missing the day I saw you last I get on my knees and pray So I can forget my past The darkness is so strong Light is so far gone Waiting for the end to come.unknown
my cornerMy Cornermy corner
In my corner all tucked away
hidden from peoples mind to sway
I watch people walk to and fro
Acting like a real pro
So I sit and gaze
with a heavey glaze
In my corner I'll always be
So you'll never see
All the pain inside
Time turns the tide
I come out for alittle light
but flee back in fright
The world is cruel
and stupity is the fuel
That burns the fire of hate
Love always comes too late
In my corner, I will stay
what if?what if I died today.......would you remember me?what if?
what if you weren't faithful....would I still want us to be?
what if the world ended tomorrow.... would you still hold me tight
what if I proved you wrong......could I be thought as bright
what if you left me here....would I still be whole
what if we never talked....would the silence take a toll
what if I don't want to hear it.....would you still say it
what if I disappeared....would you miss me a bit
what if I'm still thinkin about you....could you be doing the same?
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"I think I'll try defying gravity...." -- Elphaba, Wicked Witch of the West
"Viva La Vie Boheme" --from the musical Rent
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Just grin and bare it..... while quietly plotting your revenge!
From the ashes of sorrow we rise to become the pheonix of vengence....
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Just grin and bare it..... while quietly plotting your revenge!
From the ashes of sorrow we rise to become the pheonix of vengence....
--
"Histories, like ancient ruins, are the fictions of empires. While everything forgotten hangs in dark dreams of the past, ever threatening to return..."
--
"I think I'll try defying gravity...." -- Elphaba, Wicked Witch of the West
"Viva La Vie Boheme" --from the musical Rent
--
Just grin and bare it..... while quietly plotting your revenge!
From the ashes of sorrow we rise to become the pheonix of vengence....
--
"Histories, like ancient ruins, are the fictions of empires. While everything forgotten hangs in dark dreams of the past, ever threatening to return..."
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"Histories, like ancient ruins, are the fictions of empires. While everything forgotten hangs in dark dreams of the past, ever threatening to return..."
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