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Cold words that turn to stone, attacking you until you crumble down
Blood has been spilt, will you remain silent and drop to the ground
Or will you pick yourself up and run him out of town
Will you break the curse?
Or will you be stuck under his spell?
Boiling hot anger building inside of you
Rocks crumbling reveals the true man inside of you
Death awaits for the beast who has caused this to you
Will you be the hero to yourself?
Or will you hate yourself?
Different from the world, shut out in the dark
Attacking you when you're blind, your pain leaves a mark
Sorrowful eyes turning into rage, leaving them in battle scars
Boiling hot anger building inside of you
Rocks crumbling reveal the true man inside of you
Death has found the beast who has caused this to you
You are the hero inside yourself
Who you accept and love yourself
Blood has been spilt, will you remain silent and drop to the ground
Or will you pick yourself up and run him out of town
Will you break the curse?
Or will you be stuck under his spell?
Boiling hot anger building inside of you
Rocks crumbling reveals the true man inside of you
Death awaits for the beast who has caused this to you
Will you be the hero to yourself?
Or will you hate yourself?
Different from the world, shut out in the dark
Attacking you when you're blind, your pain leaves a mark
Sorrowful eyes turning into rage, leaving them in battle scars
Boiling hot anger building inside of you
Rocks crumbling reveal the true man inside of you
Death has found the beast who has caused this to you
You are the hero inside yourself
Who you accept and love yourself
Literature
Curse of the Black Rose
Such sadistic intentions hidden behind such grace
A scent of malice melded behind soothing fragrance
Great entropy reside with its beauty
A curse of despair rests within its cluster
Such grace lured me to its trap
Shackling my heart with thorns of hatred
Inflicting me with great depression
Making me feeble, vulnerable
It shattered my dreams, ruined all my plans
Left me in a hollow void I cannot mend
I will forever live through its trial
A fate I cannot escape
Imprisoned in its agonizing brambles
Fooled by the false crimson bloom
My devastated heart eternally bear its curse
The curse of the shallow black rose
Literature
Insanity
Can you hear that?
Those voices -
Those demonic, frightening voices
Dull vibrations, static noise
Clear as misty fields in the dead of winter
Screams so loud they may shatter my skull
With their deadly bassline
Can you see them?
Why can't you see them??
Distorted faces, rotting flesh
Pitch black eyes and gaping wounds
Hidden in a corner; fetal position
"Our Father who art in heaven -
Hail Mary, full of grace."
It isn't real
This can't be real!
Futile reassurance lull me to sleep
Grasp my wrist and paint a perfect picture
Agonizing howls ring out into the night
Left with the scars of their mutilation
Silence falls as the knife hits the floo
Literature
Is this what we can feel?
Sometimes you just wish
The pain could be locked away
Hidden in a black chest
Where you can't reach it
Suffering is what gets us down
Yet you cry and cannot shed tears
Otherwise you would drown in them
***
Once you saw an Angel
His wings yet so strong
He could protect thee
Silently watching over
Once this Angel fell
No protection, you are alone
Wings black and broken
Who would save the Angel?
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Have you ever felt the rage
Fill your heart, lead thoughts
Revenge you want, nothing more
For the wounds you have got
Yet they will deny your anger
Yet they tell you to calm down
So you turn back, swallow your hate
Where it bu
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Amazing.