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Oh tell me, Muse, what it is you desire--
A love born of flame or abscounded by fire.
Fed by the dark embellished in the night,
what else doest tho..
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She was on the edge of insanity,
with no way to escape.
Then blood, power, pain;
perfect and inseparable;
on the edge of life--
then death;
Glor..
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Sometimes, the world is fear,
blind eyes part for a single tear,
and he and I
are no more separate than near.
Glamour and agony unite
lust, lo..
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She’s had many names, but only one face.
She’s been few places, but has never stayed.
Yet, whoever she is and wherever she goes,..
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Alone again today
I am
looking out the window,
watching my breath fog up the glass,
hoping someone can see me,
an existence that might last.
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There are those who live in a fantasy world,
but I live behind a mask.
Caught in a labyrinth of emotion
and seeing no way out.
There are those who..
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I dreamt of you last night.
Lying on my couch, hands bound above your head.
Running my hands up your arms, securing you in place.
The smoothness of..
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What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Is your reflection everything you hoped it could be?
This time did the screams subside?
Or will the gl..
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