

The falloutThis is the fallout, and this is the end, sorry to hear we cannot be friends, and i see that....The fallout
your so, wasted and faded, hopeless and jaded, spitefull and hating, and you don't know me, I've been there, I've done it, I've lost what I won, and I couldnt move on, and I fucked up, and one day, just maybe, you'll fucking forgive me, cuz I said I'm sorry, so quit talking shit, cuz it's getting you pissed, and its making no sense, you said that I'm perfect, i said I'm an asshole, but you'd just ignore m


what could have beenWhat could have been, but never was, the pieces all seem out of place, and that's the way they lay,what could have been
do you ever think of me, when it was almost us, and what it was like to touch, lay next to me and sleep,
* do I ever cross your mind, even for just a moment in time, while he keeps you occupied, do you ever wonder,
now memories float to the surface in my head, thoughts I once imagined dead, the days of the past, play over and over and over again,
I hated you and wanted to forget, yet the memories beckon me yet,  


amorous eyesI don't care, but I do mind, this ominous presence, from a long time ago, here is a shattered picture, a triptych picture of my heart, with an apathetic soul, this foul taste, dubious to the bone, you are a walking song, so beautiful, a walking requiem for me, this amorous feeling, burnt out to the core, won't you sing to me once more, a hallowed memory, of what could have been, is written in your, delicate face in three quarter time, footsteps of beauty, a funeral march epiphany, ardent smiles, matched with a halcyonamorous eyes


she saysAnd I am a ghost of a man, I let her slip between these hands, and she would say, its only what you give, is what your getting, but she see's the tears fall from me like rain, I will never truly be the same,she says
It's all in what you give, is what your getting, I've givin every single ounce of me, and still I sitt here so lonely,
Her kisses fall on me like rain, then I wake up from this dream state, hope I'm alright, it's getting tough to see, with all these tears in my eyes, It's all blurry, And I wish that these things could change, &nbs
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Anyone who says he can see through women is missing a lot. (Groucho Marx)
I now have to browse your gallary. *click*
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"Hmm, so the god of death has a sense of humor, that or he's senile...or both." ~ Takoda Vega, Tattered Wings
"Good news is always good. Good noose depends on the context." `darkcrescendo
i too also consider myself a bit of a guitarist as well, tho i'm self-taught so i got a fool for a student
cheers
4LW
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To me, coming from you, friend is a four letter word
Thanks for fav DARKNESS
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My prints
And agreed, 20 Seconds to Mars is a good band - from what I've heard. And an equally genuis movie.
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We Irish are too poetical to be poets; we are a nation of brilliant failures, but we are the greatest talkers since the Greeks.
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Please visit ~Dantes-Stock
Much appreciated!!
glad you liked my backrounds!
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I'm a liar, and I'm a thief
If the would should crumble down around you
Follow me
We stand alone in a fallen world without shelter
We stand alone
As your tears are falling
I have fallen down...
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