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Cold



No heart nor soul do I have

No conscious or feelings

I am empty inside

No pain, no fear, nothing

An empty vessel

Cold, heartless, dead

Never wanting or needing

Never caring or loving

Non-existent

No pity or mercy

Dark and evil

Lifeless in every way

For death becomes me

Ever cold and unfeeling

Walking alone

In the cold darkness





Kasundra Smith 9/25/2007

Worthless one, made of nothing

Damned for all eternity to be alone

Never to have any companion

Darkness envelopes your soul

Cursed are you forever

No heart to guide you

No soul to feel any emotion

A dark and demonic force are you

Walk thru the night ever alone

Moving thru the shadows carelessly

Ever searching for nothing

Your only fear is the morning sun

For it ever brings on another day

But you slumber thru and wait for nite

So you may move once again

For it is all that you know

Worthless One



K. Smith 9/4/2007

As I sit here alone tonight I wonder

What happened to the magic

It is no longer there for us

There is no kind words anymore

There is always something there

Standing between us for all time

We were never meant to be

For I see now that I will always be

Second to everything in your life

The time spent together was magical

But we will never last

Now it is time to let go

Let go of the pain and suffering

I am no good for you, this you know

Tomorrow will be a new day for all

You will come to realize all I have said

And you will know it is true

For I will always be second in your life

You may deny it now

But given time you will see

No more hurt, no more pain, only release

Now is the time to let go

Because I know

I will always be second

I stare at the moon as I walk along

I hear the sounds of the nite all around

The moon pulls at my soul gently

Beckoning me to come this way

Clouds overshadow it for a moment

Then fleet away as if never there

Such beauty, as no thing can compare

The bright shining gothic moon

This nite shines in all its splendor and glory

Such a nite as this is all too beautiful

Shining so brightly so to cast shadows

Such secrets it holds and never tells

The trees sway in the gentle breeze

Casting spells with their branches

The sounds of the nite are tantalizing

Tearing at my dark and lost soul

But the gothic moon is there

Leading me to my strength and salvation