Mask of my EmotionsIt's strange that a smile can fool everyone But a sincere explanation only leaves doubt And questions always come up regardless Prying into what we don't want to let outMask of my Emotions
Every time I smile I put on my mask And pretend to be as happy as I should But after so many years of hiding I don't know if this mask has done any good
Some days I lose it and my true self comes through And people worry and wonder and question why But I tell them that I feel fine I'm just tired As I hope that they don't look through these eyes
Empty and barren my eyes are a desert &n
Insanity is me?Staring alone doesn’t count for anything To look in your eyes suddenly means nothing Finding meaning with you has gotten so hard And I can’t understand how we’ve gotten so farInsanity is me?
To speak to you makes me feel so empty And on a scale from one to twenty A seven-teen is what you make me Please try harder not to forsake me
And when I have fun in spite of you I lose my shield that I look through Then finally the lights turn on But still your voice nags on and on
Your presence in my heart has me bound As I think to myself, slamming my head
The Sadness of The Big BangThere is the center of all gravity Shared by just two in the vast sea The balance of life depends on these two Intertwined forever with not even a clueThe Sadness of The Big Bang
They touch just on their backs, attracting all Their position never changes, there is nowhere to fall The eternal voice condemns them to everything Yet in reality they get close to nothing
To be able to have everything yet nothing you want Makes living oh so hard and happiness so blunt The temptation to turn and meet eyes with The one who has forever been your myth
Is so hard with the fate of all your
"I Love You"There was something you told me once long ago That I took to heart and so changed my mind But you never expected the plan to not go The way you had envisioned it all of this time"I Love You"
Once I remembered the words you did speak And feelings of longing gathered up inside So feeling my way through a solemn streak I remembered your face when you gave up and cried
And now I’m the one who believes in those words Though I don’t know if they apply to you Remembering the times that we sang like the birds I finally forgot the pain that you put me through
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The Weekend...
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"Macabre, erotica, passion... even in death, Beauty is with You..."
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"To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner." - Lestat
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We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
~Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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“One should really use the camera as though tomorrow you'd be stricken blind.” Dorothea Lange
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Sham bodie! If you understood this, you are invited to join *in-ni [link] Northern Ireland Deviants
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“One should really use the camera as though tomorrow you'd be stricken blind.” Dorothea Lange
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Stuart
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Man, Freddie Mercury was so hot, I bet he got all kinds of women!
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