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HOW COME
03:01 Jul 31 2010
Times Read: 606




How come life has to be so difficult,

That you have to hurt the ones you love,

No matter what you do,

You're looked down on from up above,

Nothing comes to you easy,

Heartache must always be felt,

Tears shall run down your face,

As you feel the whipping of the belt,

It's the belt of broken dreams,

That haunts everyones sleep,

Tears them down inside,

Soon to make them weep.



My life has been a living hell,

Satan casting his everlasting spell,

Making sure I will never do well,

In anything that I do,

Always disappointing you.



Every dream that I have,

Wakes me up in tears,

Every breath that I take,

Feels like a bloody spear,

Running through my broken heart,

Making it disapear,

I feel the burning pain,

Of wicked nails running down my spine,

Marking its place,

Until next time.



My life has been a living hell,

Satan casting his everlasting spell,

Making sure I will never do well,

In anything that I do,

Always disappointing you.



I shall sow my mouth shut,

So that no one would hear me speak,

The hatred words that come out of my mouth,

Words that sound so weak,

They may be of wisdom,

They may be of hope,

But they have no meaning,

They are like dope,

Addictive and amazing,

All in one high,

Waisting away the day,

Looking at the sky,

What I'm trying to say,

Is I'm sorry I'm living one big lie,

And that I haven't disposed of myself,

By suicide!



My life has been a living hell,

Satan casting his everlasting spell,

Making sure I will never do well,

In anything that I do,

Always disappointing you.

BEFORE
03:00 Jul 31 2010
Times Read: 607




Living life,

Smoking bud,

Chillin with friends,

The best we could,

Some get locked up,

Some pass away,

That's when you remember,

Back in the day,

No cops on our asses,

No family trying to fight,

Love is everywhere,

Even far into the night,

That's how it used to be,

Before the drama and the beef,

Homies on our side,

Even when we were on the streets,

But now everywhere we look,

It's all just lost hope,

Wer're no longer a family,

Most everyone smokes dope,

Yeah ill say it,

I miss the old days,

But my homies will always be there,

Living the old ways.





Dedicated to all my homies, Mono, and Reaper. R.I.P brothers I miss ya!

THESE WALLS
02:59 Jul 31 2010
Times Read: 608




Thoughts running through my mind,

Me wishing that they would just subside,

Let me be free,

Of these taunting dreams,

Of death and hate,

People who discriminate,

Life not worth it,

Telling me"you dont deserve it,

Your a worthless peice of shit,

Just a lil grain of dirt,

That I'm rubbing off my shirt".



The tears begin to fall,

I am trapped by these walls,

No doors in sight,

Loosing track of day and night.



These walls are my very mind,

They are not very kind,

These walls are my death,

They are my last breath.





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I AM
02:58 Jul 31 2010
Times Read: 609




I am confused as a lover trying to understand.

I wonder why things can't be,

I hear things that aren't true,

I see wonderful things that don't seem to be,

I want things to be simple,

I am confused as a lover trying to understand.



I pretend things are perfect,

I feel they aren't,

I touch for the feeling of a slow beating heart,

I worry it will never be normal,

I cry the tears of pain,

I laugh at my mistakes,

I am confused as a lover trying to understand.



I understand it is going to be difficult,

I say I will try and make it,

I dream of a beautiful world of love and hatred,

I hope I am not confused in the end, But for now,

I am confused as a lover trying to understand.



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PAIN
02:58 Jul 31 2010
Times Read: 610




My dreams are withering away,

As my soul slowly fades,

My heart slightly breaks,

As I watch you walk the other way,

Your eyes tell a story,

That I am only to know,

Pain and hurt resides,

Within your dying mind,

The strength to keep going,

Dissipates as the rain stops,

Yet again to bring a lying sun,

As I hear the gun shots,

Three to the head,

That's what the cops said,

Three shots to say goodbye,

To the life lived as a lie.





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