What to do?
Well... I'm a pirate, so I'd get on me ship and blast the scallawags with cannons... besides... the house wasn't mine. I was just pilliging it, matey.


SpaceIn all your space Might you have displaced All your feelings?Space
And when you realize That you can't idealize Will I be there for your epiphany?
When you try to return Will you find you have burned The bridge back to your true loves heart?


You Name ItI am a product of our timesYou Name It
Like a robot; cliché
Even when I think Ive rebelled
I am caught beneath the INFLUENCE.
I am not myself.
I am everything the world has told me to be.
The truth I have made is not the truth at all.
Only dreams and fallacy run through my veins.
I am not ignorant, for the knowledge exists,
But there is little wisdom, I am OBLIVIOUS.
I cut down myself, self-destruct
DEFUNCT, my purpose remains,
But I am unfulfilled


CircleI've thought long and hard, So let me express: The longer I last The more I'm a mess.Circle
Loneliness, so I've found, Or so it's found me, Comes not from being alone But comes from not being free.
I can cover it up, But I can only run so far. I catch up with myself and find There's no finish line at all.
There is no destination to reach. There is no place to go. There is no fear to flee from 'Cause you can't escape the flow.
Time will make you numb Underneath a sadness. You will slowly fade away---
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Something NewI’m more plain than I am pretty I’m not small town or big city But all I want to look back on Is the start of each new dawnSomething New
I’ll go out on the town Talk to people I don’t know Make myself smile Just to put on a show
It’s like I never left When I come home again But there’s the dream of tomorrow On which I depend
I’m more plain than I am pretty I’m not small town or big city But all I want to look back on Is the start of each new dawn
I can count all the people I meet And all the friends I want to make But at
MarshDweller
Isabelle

Night Cloacked Angelshand in hand heart to heart the night we partNight Cloacked Angels
to make our way throughiout the dark we spread the light
on angels wings to purge the sin the darkness brings
and with our hands we caress the faces of the sufferers to smooth away the scars
and restore a face of beauty to match a face like ours
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He looked upon the world....and saw that it was still depraved...
GOMEN NASAI.... Anyways... I was just looking at some of my old peices that I posted a while ago... And I kept seeing your name... You were always there with a kind comment and a helpful review... I just wanted to take the time to say how much I apperciated them... Wish you only the best!
Always,
ShadowchildofChaos
Always hurting others with what we’ve done
They’ve sent armies after angles
Drowning them with their own tears
So now we’re dieing for all ages
Burning down our shelter with our fears
Congratz
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SPADAJ
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whoo whooo
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love some of the writings.
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sophisticated fun.
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