My Share Is Smaller Than YoursA list is a long and painful thing To make, to mend, alter alterations In order to find A state of perfection A state of equilibriumMy Share Is Smaller Than Yours
A word of warning: beware The type of person who asks For all, yet Maintains a sense of bewilderment They are lying
When you wish to ask For directions Avoid the stars and those Who claim to see Strange outlandish shapes
No one can see the stars As brightly as you, so don't Be afraid. I demand to be heard; Hear me or fall behind.
Losing is a painful way to play
The Thing I Hold Before MeWait for a while You can see me if you stare I hope that soon I'll reach I can't see you thereThe Thing I Hold Before Me
Have I, Lost the thing I hold before me, Lost the life I just rebuilt, Lost in sequence and in soul, Lost to me?
Take your time Keep life several paces away Hide your eyes from the world today And then I'll die alone
Will I, Ever see a light so true, Ever smell something so beautiful, Ever look upon eyes of gold, Ever see your smile?
I am always searching for
a body warm and pure to hold But when I find
Cases: State of the FaithI have a question am i allowed to ask it infront of you FREAK?Cases: State of the Faith
Can you imagine when you read from your book how you fuel my HATE?
How long will you
maintain your imaginative stories unyielding and unsubtle, all LIES?
Will I be forced to take up arms in defence of reason and your words, begin to BURN?
There is something I want to now say There is something you must now pay There is something that you will now hear There is something for you to now fear
Open your eyes, you are flawed!
Our WorldSlowly turning on the spot, Cheek to cheek, Hand to hand, All we hear is the music's glow, Swaying as the movements gently flow, From side to side, Around and around. Sensitive to your every move, Your touch, your smile, The way you trace your finger down my back...Our World
Of everything, this is all we are aware, Not even caring if people stare, Who cares when we have our own little world? So long as it's me you hold, With the faint touch of cheek on cheek, And arms as they gently meet, Around your neck, And around my waist, All we care
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The world is full of educated derelicts.
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