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I wish my eyes were a mirrorI wish my eyes were a mirror
so you can see you as i see
your heart was crushed by an image
built by a cruel society
I wish my eyes were a mirror
So that i may help you to believe
that what they say is lies
and show you how you are to me
I wish my Heart could speak clearer
to help you understand
that you are the only person
that can fill my empty hands
I wish i could be your savior
Wipe away your fresh tears
i would gently say i love you
as i hold you through the years
And i wish my soul was a healer
to undo all of the pain
Make all their hostile efforts
finally end in vain
But to you im just a stranger
or "Just friends at best"
because you fear that i will hurt you
just like all the rest
So i wish my eyes were a mirror
So you can see you as i see
And ill continue to count the days
until you become one with me.
The one who loved you the most (Goodbye)I suppose that i played all my cards
And still it has ended like this
but somehow im able to smile
even though you chose to be his
Do you remember not to long ago
We hung out all day at the park
you told me to "never stop writing"
and one day id be loved for my art
Well this is my last one to you
Anymore would fail to reach your ears
And it hurts to have to say goodbye
After all of our prosperous years
But I suppose that love really changes us
Hell, you changed me more everyday
You shown me what it's like to have a purpose
and to not be the one cast astray
But through all this I still find a smile
Because i know now that this is your choice
And there is nothing i can do to change that
Nothing 'cept the power of God's voice...
But Now as i take my leave
And the tears start to reach the floor
Don't cry, just remember me always
As the one who loved you the most...
MusicLike a drug addict's
needle music elicits
pleasure within the
very depths of the soul.
It pulls the strings
of emotion like a
The melodies are like
stitches that closes the
lacerations that life has
cut into the fragile heart.
SuicidalHow could you know?
How could you possibly understand?
The hurt I feel,
With a blade in my hand.
I hunger for pain,
It cuts deep in my veins,
Crying every night--
Don't come closer,
I might just bite!
Blood gushing and rushing out,
Makes me want to scream and shout
Anger inside, I'm nearly fried.
I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't exist,
I beat myself up with my fists.
Bruises on my face,
I run or I'll be chased.
The sirens are blaring
*Shit!* I start swearing.
In my pocket I pull out a rope
Because I know that for me there's no hope.
Tie it to the bridge, then goes my neck,
Turn my head side to side, just to check.
Jump off without hesitation, it's getting late,
Black tears come from my eyes, black tears of hate.
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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