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Drip, Drip, Drop. Drip, Drip, Drop.Drip, Drip, Drop. by ~cwolffe
The blood can't stop.
Deep wounds out of sight,
But... she says she's alright.
He may have broken her.
Betrayed her.
Ignored her.
But... she says she's alright.
Deep wounds are out of sight.
Drip, Drip, Drop.
She's hit the bottom. Him, the top.
Bury me, she pleads.
He was the only one to fufill my needs!
Misguided, Distraught.
For him, she fought.
For love.
For affection.
To need to feel alive.
She was alive... in her pain.
Drip, Drip, Drop.
The blood hasn't stopped.
It... It won't stop.
The Cost of Revolution. The sun shines high, raining light on everyone.The Cost of Revolution. by ~cwolffe
The winds blow...
But these, my friends, are no ordinary winds.
The winds of change soar through alleys and streets.
Throwing shutters and doors open.
The homes of the Unsatisfied are filled with the spirit of revolution!
Idealists take to the streets!
Preaching deliverance from their Upholders.
Those who keep unjust laws.
Those who govern without the consent of the governed!
Those who must be overthrown!
Come my brothers! We must take up arms and fight our enemies!
The tide of blood stains the streets...
A child, a mere boy, weeps over his fathers limp corpse.
Surely this isn'
ECHOECHO by ~avoyager
There's a sound,
somewhere.
There's a shadow
of the past,
somewhere.
You know
I don't want to let go
The love
Or the pain.
I wish the Music is still on.
But I'm in the dark
can't find how to turn the tape on.
Outside is still raining and raining…
It's cold….
The smell of spring
Because of you Once upon a time there was a girlBecause of you by ~BrokenButterfly033
She had blonde and brown curls
Her hazel eyes shined bright
When you saw her pretty face in the light
This was how she was before
Before her heart shattered to the floor
Let me warn you before
I say anymore
This is not a normal fairy tale
In this story no one lives happily ever after
This girl used to be happy
but there were things no one could see
No one saw the cuts of the blade
That every night she secretly made
This girl always put on a show
So no one would know
Know that she wasn't perfect
that she was really wrecked
She hid the truth inside her soul
Making her heart a black hole
Alone in this World The world turns away,Alone in this World by ~ElizabethMBurton
Not one friendly face
To welcome me back in
After what he did.
I stand there and wait,
But no one changes pace
To help the lonely girl
On the street.
Left here all alone,
with nothing of my own,
Except the splintered pieces
Of my broken heart.
He said his love
Was boundless as the seas,
As far across
As eternity.
Now, standing here,
I see the truth is clear:
His love was only boundless
As a phase.
He would lay there, eyes dead,
A crown upon his head,
Chisled from
His heart of stone.
One day I looked into his eyes,
And I tried not to cry
For I could see a storm
Brewing there that nig
Joy 
Sta.sh
Sending back the love
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Out on your corner in the pouring rain.
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
Ask her if she wants to stay a while.
And she will be loved,
Yes she will be loved ....
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"If anyone is going to remember me, then I need to go further- in art, in life, in everything. And everything that they think is real: morality, immorality, good, bad, I-we- have to smash that to pieces."- Salvador Dali
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