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That Night Iii: Writings From the Heart

A dream, in incubus it came to me
Like ink on paper it showed so bright
Contrasting life and death, day and night
Brought with the last tear shed
Screaming those bloody words
"It won't work, you'll get hurt again"
The fragile clishe i broke again
Painting my nails black with bruises
To prove that it's all for hope and love
But once again I beat the system
To be whole once more I let her in
Melting in the eyes of beauty and sin
Quivering with every move she made
And living one breath at a time
To anxiouosly await the next meet
Of our eyes and hands for moments coming

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Unless Otherwise Noted

Tempting it is to end it all
Overwhelming depression, Nothing but a normal day
Will I ever be able to put it down
The blade that has become my passage
To not a home nor place at all
But a moment trapped in time to relive
Clinging to life like a starved leech
It never seems to cut deep enough
I'll end mine to save hers
Once again I am selfless
Her wish was my command
Then I got trown into the sun
She was given everything
And asked for nothing
So in effort to alleviate her angst
I will condemn myself 
My needs never mattered to anybody
So I will rid the world of my disease
Unless otherwise noted

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Different Love

I'm here to cut the glass with the grass
Leave my mark of blood I will
From the hurt of the loss of love it's left without remorse
Spilling from the innocent hearts
I came to the abyss
To spray and load my head with things never to happen
Seaping from a cut, the blood of wicked lies
Coming to show my worth and tremendous youth lost and gone
I'll never find it without help or cause
Imagine a love so great that you can't even bleed anymore
From the joy it brought and light it showed you cry nightly
Take that six times over 
And you'll get my love for the hate of the slut

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Kill For You

I'm so weak, suicidal by ways of you
Just walk, how could you be so cold
Off that ledge to the flat bottom
It's a stain on my clear concious
Driving you to your death is a guilty pleasure
Since the day you turned your back
I did this for you
Not at all for us

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We'Re Moving Again

In the poetic violence he will sing
With such manners as to offend all
But on the road does it really matter
Never again will he see them
He's painted lawns with others' blood
Because he will never return to places so dramatic
The man he has become is too laid back
Not he will disrupt others but distract
When they look away he'll be gone in a flash
And when the lights are off he will stay
So many occurances have the words he dreads 
Been spoken to not come back home
"We're moving" heard much too often
And much too often does he stay nights
Inns annotated as others' homes
He has made home
And the road simply his driveway

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One Step Ahead

When will you cover
When will you see
That all you're doing is saving me
Accusing me so psychotic
Using my temper as a weapon
I'll hail to how clever you have become
But never will I fall behind
I am always one step ahead
You're known too well to succeed
In your mission to destroy me
So now I anxiously wait
To see if you can outsmart me

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The Pet Peeve Converstaion

I waited with anxious thoughts
Contemplating what to say about it
The pet peev conversation was suitable
In light of recent events I saw this a blessing
A chance to show everyone in the room that I feel
I never wanted things to be so dramatic
But it calls for drastic actions to be taken
Something to prove I'm not sadistic
And some words to penetrate their minds
I approached the odium with no thoughts
I spoke upon reaction to my sights
I stared at her face as I spoke
"Dishonesty," Lying for almost two years
"Betrayal," turning some of my best friends against me
And "loyalty," staying true with your words and heart
I sat down with eyes upon me
The people were stunned with what they had heard
The tension surmounted until I spoke
"Surprised huh? I CAN feel."

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Hatchet

I've argued and fought
But nothing's changed you
So I'll bury the hatchet
Only after it runs through you body
Cutting and hacking
Impailing your skin with vengeful force
It's been so long since my last tear
But the pain lingers back in my mind
Buried by the love of another
The shaken voices tell me something wonderful
Your life's end could be near
I'll send you south of Hell
Where I'm looking down from above

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Everything Crimson ( Not Mine...Never Mine )

...The first to love shal know the most of my hate
The man's machine she fed me to, I created myself
Frankenstein's Monster turned on his master, as did mine
Sprayed the homes with my blood, in horrific rain it fell
Painting, showering everything crimson around
Water to blood, stone to red
Henceforth my name will not be spoken but whispered in fear
"He we do not speak of" they will know me as
The murderers already recognize it, my name
For I am at the top of this game
The Gein and Jeffery showed John what insanity meant
Mr. Zodiac perfected it
Now I have rose passed the Ripper and Spike
THough I cannot shed this skin I'm in
Giving birth to what I know I truly am
Suicidal, homicidal, maniacal
The man's machine has torn me down
Painting everything crimson
But not with my blood...never with my blood

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Pedophile Sickness

It's written throught the ages
A generation to stick with
It's my job to commit this revenge
I'll come to this door shining the blade
Shining the blade
Now the weapon of choice will do no harm
For my arms are around the neck feeling the sqeeze, I'll play

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