

Plague I wish I could wake up right now, butPlague by ~VampyreMonkey
This is not a dream.
The nightmare's coming - coming forth,
I hope you like to scream.
Sunlight envelopes
The twisted room,
Demons sprout wings
Angels sprout doom.
The feast, it flows
Through every skull,
The food, it festers
And takes control.
The plague you see,
It's taken me,
It's taken another,
It's on a spree.
The plague has killed,
And it creates,
The plague is growing,
The plague is hate.


Cyanide-Love Version 7.0 A substance known as cyanide,Cyanide-Love Version 7.0 by ~VampyreMonkey
makes me feel all warm inside.
Drains away the sorrow and the hate.
Attempts of petty homicide
Have all but made you realize
That Death is someone you cannot belate.
Cyanide
It's the only thing that stops the pain.
Drives away the emptiness.
Love
Tears apart your heart
and feeds upon your happiness.
Cyanide
it gives you life, it gives you death
but it never makes you tame.
Go ahead,
Use love instead,
And experience a brick rain.
Mannequin of love
The bubonic plague I'm now apart of
How I came to be, I'll never know
Love sunk beneath my skin
and then
It took over my soul.
Cyanid


Not The Same Without You Leaning out across the beamNot The Same Without You by ~xxstarxx
Feeling the sun touching my face
The air gently kissing my lips
Looking down at the water
Everything is perfect
Looking like a painting
A fairytale even
Never seeing anything so beautiful
Looking up at the sky
The sun setting slowly
Blue fading away to magnificent colors
I look around and no one is there
I am alone treasuring this moment
So beautiful and peaceful
But I wish you were here…
Slipknot 5 by ~xxstarxx
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To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me
That I can't explain
So would I be out of line, If I said
I miss you.
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Angel of Amputees,
Put your curse on me.
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To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me
That I can't explain
So would I be out of line, If I said
I miss you.
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Angel of Amputees,
Put your curse on me.
random-ness.......
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To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me
That I can't explain
So would I be out of line, If I said
I miss you.
Random-reply......
Hooray for random-ness!
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Angel of Amputees,
Put your curse on me.
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LiquidFantasy - Hope is what dreams are made of, so whenever things seem hopeless... take a nap!
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Angel of Amputees,
Put your curse on me.
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LiquidFantasy - Hope is what dreams are made of, so whenever things seem hopeless... take a nap!
Nhaa, I'm just messing with you.
Thanks.
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Angel of Amputees,
Put your curse on me.