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TurmoilA dark voice whispers in my ears I scream and cry, fighting so hard A war going on for so many years My faith it looks so scarredTurmoil
Tormenting me with your temptation It doesn't seem like it could be real So hard to let go of the sensation Satan what more do you want to steal
Cry to you again, why... I just can't stand it A sharp pain to your good bye It's just the same old shit
One angry heart of a blind man Please build me up... if you can...
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Three Battles InternallyGo through out the day Images of your face flash through my head I know how I will betray Remembering everything you’ve ever saidThree Battles Internally
The three parts of my heart disapprove Pain pushed aside out of my mind Ask myself, would you hurt if I move If I confess to you will they leave me behind
Asking myself questions of deep inside One person I want to talk to doesn’t understand I’m considering putting my faith aside Only thinking about my heart’s demand
Three parts of my heart; Friend’s, Faith, and Myself Tell me to put the rest
by ~scribephotography
Open ScarsHidden suffering internally Put a smile and a lie on my face Drowning in my own red sea Knowing either way I lose this raceOpen Scars
Scars underneath the bleeding cuts The Devil playing with my heart When I see them a sharp pain forms in my gut Weaving together the darkest of art
Eyes growing heavy Tears form with pain deep inside Showing the torn soul within me Can’t understand why I cried
Use to be able to hear his voice Warmth, comfort received from it Now I can’t make any kind of choice Trapped and broken in my pit
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One More Crack In My HeartI’m so alone. A darkness I’ve never felt before. The air is too thick to move.One More Crack In My Heart
I call out your name once again. Only an echo of my voice, no response from you. I feel so pathetic, so let down, so used.
A binding contract in my hand. Holding me back from what I seek. Searching for love, even if it breaks the rules.
God keeps my friends away from me, knowing how I need them. If just once I could wake up to a phone call from someone who loves me, just missed my voice, I would shed so many tears that no one could see. A set for each day that I&#
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- Current Residence: Rockford, IL
- Interests: Photography, charcoal
- Favourite movie: oh so many
- Favourite band or musician: The Classic Crime and many others
- Favourite genre of music: haha all
- Favourite artist: Warhol
- Favourite poet or writer: Silverstein
- Favourite style of art: simplicity
- Operating System: Mac OS X
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Favourite game: Guitar hero I guess?
- Favourite gaming platform: PC/NES/SNES
- Favourite cartoon character: Homer Jay Simpson, Bender Bending Rodriguez, and Peter Griffin
- Personal Quote: We're Italian?!
- Tools of the Trade: Kodak Z650, Macbook, Photoshop, Aperture 2
- Email: scribephotography@gmail.com
- AIM: WakingSociety
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Can this makeup cover all my scars, all my lies, who i really am inside, really really really really really am inside.
-Sin Sinthetic
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FUCK YEAH!! THATS RIGHT!! I GOT MY OWN FUCKING EDWARD CULLEN!! BE JEALOUS!!!
anyways, welcome!
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someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky...
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