As Spring Creeps Into The Hills (07/05/2006)
Familiar Ghost
Meld
In Languid Shadow
Stolen Smiles
Lost Love
And The Phantom
Of The American Dream
White Picket Fence
White Croses
Marking The Graves
Of The Sensitive
The Shadowy Night
Creeps Upon Us All
The True Chosen Ones Only See What Is Really There. Reality...
The Make Believe World They All Live In Is In Reality FAKE.
People Are Blinded. They Lie To Them Selves Daily.
Accept Your Death. Accept Your Fate.
So It Goes....
To The Artist
Death Is Romantic
Form, Function
Birth, Life, Death
Present Always Decay
Callous Motions Of Police,
Wiping And Packaging Blade
As The Body Is
Loaded, A Shell,
Empty As It Seems
In Life.
ALONLEY.
We Can Walk The Path Together Or We Can Choose TO Walk It Alone.
But At The End Of Everything. We Shall Meet Again In The after world.
But Why Suffer Now, When We Can Enjoy each other.
Capture The Moment, Because It Won't Last Forever.
Who Gave You The Right
To Point At Me
In Idiot Graces
I Live In My Mind 303
Away From You
And Others Like You 847
I Am A Living Ghost 2948
Dead But Alive
In Slient Angush
My Rage And My Hate
For You And This World.
All Who Live Seen You.
Two Chosen Ones Crosses each others Path.
Each Mind So similar, So Alike.
Jaded Once They Were.
Minds So Clear Able To See Pass The Fog.
Able To See Pass All The Lies Of Reality.
Together They May Choose To Live and Prosper.
Or Together They May Choose To Die, And Be Buried Side By Side.
But At The End Of Everything They Will Be Together
By: Him And I
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