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Porcelain DollSilky black lace Like a noose around her neck Such a pretty porcelain face Too bad that its fakePorcelain Doll
She has a plastic smile Painted cherry red with lipstick Her eyes glint with hate Outlined by layer of mascara Sorry to be the one to tell you Put all the make-up
Wont hide your evil heart She snaps her fingers The world bows at her feet Shes still not satisfied Her world is full of lies
Silky black lace Like a noose around her neck Such a pretty porcelain face Too bad that its fake
Straigh


The SkyA world of brilliant blue With clouds of whiteThe Sky
Gliding across like dancers On a ballroom floor in a graceful sight The wind whips across my face Its cool touch a warm embrace And I begin to wonder, Is there a place to go after you die? And I begin to wonder, If that place is up within the sky? Watching the birds fly
I cannot but feel envy What is it like to have wings? A small, black raven Lands before me and stretches his wings Would you lend me your wings? I ask Would you teach me to fly? And Im soaring


Until I Lost Youthey say you never know what you have until you don't have it anymore and that you never realize just how important something is until it's gone and i guess that that's true cause i never knew what i had until the day that i lost youUntil I Lost You
cause the blue sky i learned to love is starting to turn gray and the sun that used to shine seems hidden away in the clouds and the smile i used to have seems to have faded away
and the world seems so much colder without you by my side and there's nothing but loneliness surrounding my once happy heart &n


Killing ConscienceThere's gotta be some kind of medication For all the pain you just can't bear So you scratch at your scabs And re-open your old wounds Trying to block me out The voices in your head I'm not a figment of your imagination I'm your ghost, hidden in your flesh I'm hidden in your bones Look at the mirror And say out loud what you see That blood stained, scared reflection Your eyes wide open like a deer With tears cascading in every direction Tell me what you see in the reflection Do you see you? Do you see me? And you clutch the gun in your hand &Killing Conscience


Drum My Nails on the TablePaint it black Paint it red Drum my nails on the floor It won't matter anymoreDrum My Nails on the Table
Bleeding fingertips Bleeding skin You itch I'll cut
Read me that poem The one where everyone dies Read me that poem So I can make the tears to cry
Hold me in your arms Black nails scratching your skin Never let me go Let me have one more kiss
I wanna hold your hand I'll cut your wrist The pain will be bliss Hold my hand
I grab your hand Fingers entwined I kiss you Your hand is guided by mine To
le moribond.
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"We've sailed the seas of grief on a raft built with our tears
Looking for a way to disappear for a moment from our deepest fears" ~HIM (Cyanide Sun)
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I always love my favorite childhood shows from the 80's and 90's.
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"We've sailed the seas of grief on a raft built with our tears
Looking for a way to disappear for a moment from our deepest fears" ~HIM (Cyanide Sun)
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I always love my favorite childhood shows from the 80's and 90's.
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