Let me see what I thought to be real,
What I thought I could feel.
Merge with me the sadness;
Once a careless world now filled with horror.
Let me live tomorrow,
For I fear I can’t today.
I can’t remember when you weren’t there,
When you didn’t care.
Sweet decadence come unto me,
Disease flow through my veins.
My reflection has already died;
Dearest distortion attack again.
Let me see what I thought was real.
What I thought I could feel.
Escape is deniable,
And all I wish is to be
Is where I can lay in peace and harmony.
Where I’m as cold and dead as all others…
-Tortured-
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Updates are next to none, thanks to school. I'm really, really, really sorry! Hopefully - hopefully - I'll be able to update everything soon. Soon! Life is just too busy for me. My apologies, once again. Please forgive me, remaining faithful readers. I love you guys.
Not much to me, just your average weird-o loser kid. No boyfriend, no hopes, no dreams, no nothin'. Southern. Brunette, green eyes. Stark white complexion. Stange taste in music.
Currently listening:
Decemberunderground - A.F.I
Disappointments:
The Open Door - Evanescence It could be so much better; but I still love Amy Lee and the gang!
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