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why is it i feel this way by needle-lust, literature

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why is it i feel this way

Why Is It I feel This Way Standing here face to face Wanting to be known But you just look away Why must you make things so godamn impossible The hurt you fill inside me It rips and tears until I bleed Emptiness fills my eyes till I cannot see Makes me forget who I used to be You were once a part of me Now you're just a fading dream Revealed who I was for nothing Dissidant I feel a change deep inside me You torture me with smiles, I decay I can't stand to take anymore Is life with living for If the pain never goes away I hate myself for letting this happen again No more will I reveal myself I'll stay inside my hardened shel

shadows of the past by needle-lust, literature

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shadows of the past

Shadow's of the Past Something pulls and tears me inside Everything but my hate has died The hurt you caused Has removed everything I was If I could hate I would throw it at you If there was pain in me I'd open my body for you to see Everything is broken, all my heart does is bleed I thought I was what you would need Now I realise it was just a dream Locked in thought I run with torment Reflecting and I realise that it was all lies The mistakes they follow like a shadow I feel so hollow I thought you were the one for me But all you did was send me back in pains eternity I wanted to be with you But now I realise that everyth

what its like to be me by needle-lust, literature

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what its like to be me

What It's Like To Be Me Feed me shit Shove it down my throat make me choke I don't know if I will Ever let these feelings out for the sake of Watching my heart get Ripped and torn out, I hate love You revel in my misery But I would still be your slave Just so you could See what it's like to be me What it's like to be me What it's like to have all this hate I believed Every godamn word you used to say But now I can't even Trust me, kill me, take away the pain I am filled to the brim with Doubt but I keep screaming loud Blood spilling everywhere I rip and tear my skin but you never even shed one tear You said you could tru

love trust and truth by needle-lust, literature

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love trust and truth

Through the tears that fell from our empty eyes We saw their faces in heavens beautiful sky's When our secrets were revealed Our wounds they helped us heal When life treated us bad They made sure there was a smile blocking out all the sad On days when our significant other was not there to hold They gave us their shoulders to cry on with a hand to hold Love, truth and trust.. We knew their's would never fade in to dust Peices of their hearts have filled peices of our's We knew they would be there when life went sour Trust we saught Betrayl we faught Friendship is what we got With the good came the bad When there was anger ever

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Last day of the nightmare by needle-lust, literature

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Last day of the nightmare

Last day of the nightmare ---------------------- The sea drys The sky begins to fade There was a moment I caressed the blade Something bites, something crawls Like the setting sun, my blood stains all Satin red Frozen cold Conjure the words To take my life, nobody knows Wonder why How could I ever let it go Wash the needle to silence the sorrow My hands shake, my eyes go white Voices clutter around my head at night The moment has come To make myself ready for the eternal bed Last day of the nightmare Final night of the pain I crawl into the void These words speak of happiness denied These words speak of my suicide

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emptyness inside by needle-lust, visual art

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Current Residence: louisiana
Favourite genre of music: metal
Favourite photographer: lostgirl
Favourite style of art: depends on my mood
Operating System: winXP pro
MP3 player of choice: winamp
Shell of choice: iexplorer
Wallpaper of choice: plain black for now
Skin of choice: random
Favourite cartoon character: tigger and donald duck
Personal Quote: eh?

Favourite Visual Artist

none

Favourite Movies

hellraiser, i spit on your grave

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

metallica, flaw, staind...

Favourite Writers

none

Favourite Games

final fantasy

Favourite Gaming Platform

pc and ps2

Tools of the Trade

photoshop7, illustrator 10, my own mind =]

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spyed

Apr 10, 2003

Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.

You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.

I offer only the truth, nothing more.

Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill

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