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Breath in Hurts Breath out Hurts Eyes open on to darkness If colour were hope Smile a crack Façade Me? Im fine. Honest .

Did I sell my heart?                                                                       -Its not that easy Did I pawn my dream?                            

Oblivion A tribute to you What a good friend I have in thee. Merry with glass, in hand. Somber though your sense of style At parties Not always welcome, But come the end, always there. When sleep approaches, and muscles ache Dark coat warm and hides the light A cool touch with soothe relief In your company time passes so fast Best friends those who seek you out. Your silent voice, jokes and laughs. And from my mind slip these hideous things. Till refreshed, you take your leave I thank your nightly vigil, I wonder though, Shall I seek you again? When things are hard. ....Your embrace is sweet to lean on ......my friend.

Twisted Vine, Which sprouts the sweetest grape. Each piercing bite. As rich juices flow, Lust and gentle intoxication. A longing for the perfect fruit, for a morsel most divine. the lips of the one I thirst for, like the darkest sweetest wine. Pour them across me, spill freely with heady abandon. rob me of my sense, make me drunk upon your touch. to imbibe you I want, cruel thirst that drives me to drink while sated. Beauty you. My intoxication.

Why is life so unfair? The people I love have been taken from me Cut down before their prime The world is missing out. I refuse to believe in a god Who would take these people from me Good people, kind people, People who made the world a better place. I can't believe they're gone. I feel like the world should be different That them going should have changed everything, That there should be no light, only shadows. I will never understand But my heart aches for them, I miss them all so much, But every day I live, I live for them.

   I’ve always found the concept of love really interesting. The way one person can captivate your entire attention for a period of time – the length of this period generally being influenced by how fickle you are and/or how much of an asshole the other person turns out to be.   And then it’s always intriguing who you fall in love with. You may fall for a very handsome stereotype. Or maybe someone with a great personality that you normally wouldn’t look at twice. It could be someone who fits your own personal type. Or somebody that doesn’t have the same hairstyle, clothes or body type you'd usually go for.  

How am I meant to help you if you won't let me? You tell me to relax but how is that possible when you say things that put doubts in my mind? I am bruised and broken, but I need you to understand that. I need you to talk to me. I need you to tell me everything is ok. You know me, you've known me for years, you know I'm not as strong as people think. I don't know what to do when it's like this. I don't even know if I can function in a normal, stable relationship because I've never been in one. I'm constantly waiting to get hurt, and I know all that will do is ruin everything but I can't help it. I've learned to behave this way because