Thursday , 9 July 2020


Deanne the Arsonist

Coward! The next time you want to fuck me over, stab me in the front. Can I still see my future in your eyes? Or can I picture myself stone dead in your embrace? And your cruel crimson smile kills me quietly. No one could have their moments free from your withering touch. Fuck off! Like you’re the only one …

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At Least I Know I’m a Sinner

lift up a stone and you will find him, cherish the beauty in the world around us not in buildings or crosses made by man judge me, fuck you, stop playing god your forked tongue prophecies, carelessly caressing the wounds of the week people like you should be crucified, then maybe, just maybe, you’ll have an idea of what you …

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Lip Gloss And Black

If i gave you pretty enough words. Could you paint a picture of us that works. An emphasis on function rather than design. Aren’t you tired, cause i will carry you. On a broken back and blown out knees. I have been where you are for a while. Aren’t you tired of being weak? Such rage that you could scream. …

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Bleeding Mascara

A Wraith with an angels body A demon with a smile of gold You soul sucker I wont become like you A killer with the perfect weapons, crystal eyes and a heart of coal You soul sucker I wont lose myself in you Look how pretty she is, when she falls down Now there is no beauty in bleeding mascara …

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Right Side of The Bed

And I can see her now, dancing around, her drink in hand All her baggage in tow, I just want to forget and let go of all the joy,all of the pain, I took your guilt and placed it into me, and now I kiss it goodbye Our last dance ended fatally Who’s sleeping on my side of the bed …

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Ain’t Love Grand

Gutted like a pig, all you want is the world to bleed, someone somewhere stole your desire The pain akin to, being punched in the throat, and stabbed in the chest You would rather bleed than be without her Gone are the tender whispers dancing in your ears Replaced with lackluster memories you cry, your screams play in your empty …

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Living Each Day Like Youre Already Dead

Raise up the ghosts of the dead – I won’t die like them Push past the point of raw emotion – I will breathe Exist with a broken spirit – I will die complete Ignore what the angels say enjoy that special place where the demons speak to me I won’t pick out the lining of my coffin yet unless …

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A Song For The Optimist

Blow the last candle out. Let the wax harden I wish I could stop crying. And I wish that someone still loved me [x2] Just breathe and focus. How can I when the air is so cold and empty, That my lungs froze right in my chest. I’ll be honest the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture …

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Yesterday I forgot to breathe for like the 6th time this week. maybe it was the pink cloud strafed sky that changed my mind and brought me back seems like every day it’s kill or be killed… with all this anger there is no time to inhale and progress and catch the smell of something that you once knew. have …

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