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Name: Chris
Birthday: 9/9/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Guitar, nursing, drums/bass/piano (although i dont know how to play them!), i have this temporary obsession with Sims3:WA... let's see how long that goes for
Expertise: I'm an expert at being me
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
4/6/2005
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| I'm wasting time writing, time that keeps running ahead of me
Like the sunset over the hill, I can't catch up, and then it attacks me
Dark black swirls, curve the mold of my demented heart
The colour of the deepest void, swallowing hard when you turn up
I saw your picture on a board somewhere along the streets last night
Your stare as coals engulfed by icy blue, dark streaks under your eyes
I heard they burned you to your blackened bones and laughed when you collapsed
Then stomped you to the ground before you ever had the chance to lapse
I remember thinking of my mind in time that bends right back around
and how this moment cured the ills I caught from sleepless lives in town
I thought that this was it, you've got to quit now that I have overcome you
But nothing makes any sense, brittle at my expense, it's all that I have learnt from you
No.e...a.
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| Tonight, come over here, let's share a dream
The sky lit up with torches feeds the atmosphere
Another time maybe, to tell the tale
It's far beyond the lies that live in here
Come on let go and find a place
Lost deep in time, it can't be retrieved
But just against all the rising odds
Loosen this grip and come with me
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| Heat was in the air
but she wasn't even aware it was there
The feelings coming down
Touch her feet and hit the ground without a sound
Talking all the time
Speeches flowing like a river full of wine
Give all that she takes
Now I know that I am fixed from all the breaks
There's not much more to take
There's not much more to take
I'll grab all I can hold
I'll hold all I can take
Feed us like a rocket firing off
Cos I am so depleted all is lost There were many glasses sitting starring, but only a few were completely empty. Girls and boys sat around the table speaking incoherent words roaming through whatever thoughts struck their empty minds. One beer sat alone, partially drunk, with a few floating cigarette butts tainting its chances of being consumed... however, this did NOT stop one unlucky asshole. For it was this one douche berry that grasped with all his drunken stupor tight enough that it would not, for once at this point in the night, drop out of his hand. Opening his mouth to that of the ever ready beer, unaware that his night was about to come to a complete stand still, he swallowed every ash ridden drop of silt flavoured deliciousness until his buds explained to his brain that, wait a fucking second, this shit is NOT RIGHT! Confused for longer than usual, his throat shut off, his airway restricted, his weary eyes wandered down to the cheeky ass mouth of the beer. One glance was all that it took. His stomach churned as his brain quickly processed that he was about to bring up the last few hours of alcohol and, along with the depression of his CNS, his bodys natural reaction to the overdose of poison in his blood fueled the hatred his body now had for his choices. The next few moments would inprint themselves on the memories of his work colleagues and forever scar his line of work, and all because he chose to put his cigarette out in his beer bottle | | |
| Shut up, I need to get out
Her eyes just scare me
I hoped there would be some time
For change, the day just fades away
Stockings all torn, top and skirt
That covers slightly
Who does she think she's hiding from?
Where does she think this is going to lead?
There's no protection out there
You know that you can't blame them
Taking to this new age like a fire
Cool down, sit with me and fight the urge
Her breath tells more than her words
You can't disguise it
Opening and closing her eyes
I'm lost every time she tries and tries
She claims it's safe to be friends
Should I be honored?
But there's no remorse from the trail of
Lies she tries to tell
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| not much longer til i realised that i was alone
compromised and sick inside of my home
wasted is the day as the cold hard cell
metastases corrupt inside of this cold hard shell
and I'm waking to the suscceptible
metabolism syncronized my second wind
Adrenaline courses through these defense mechanisms
I'm winding down to a halt, draining the life from it
and running like there's no tomorrow
There's no time to face
The consequences acting out, it's time I lay still
and pray that there's something more than what I feel
and hold on to you, like you're the one that keeps me still
I'm feeding off the pain, raining down on me
I'm running out of lies to tell, cos the lies have moulded me
and it's so obvious now, but I know it's not the truth
When all you say is exactly what I want to be real
Not holding back, there's no comfort for me in what you said
There;s no life to be had, there's no safe zone, when I'm ill
I'm trying desperately, don't you see that I can't budge
The consequences that proceed are like cures to pay my bill
No, there's no reconsiliation
All the training i've gone through so you'll think that I'm okay
What's done is only expanding
Exacerbation of my pill
I'm breaking down on the inside
What you see is what is real
And I wont rectify this situation
Exactly what I kneel to
When all you say is exactly what I want to be real
(There's no life to be had, there's no safe zone, when I'm ill)
When all you say is exactly what I want to be real
(The consequences that proceed are like cures to pay my bill)
I want to find a way
That fades the fine likes between our realities
I want to find a way
To pay for all you've done for me
And when I say
That I'm here for the next twenty seconds
It's okay
I'm ready to face my will
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