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the Vicious CycleYou think the life of a star is really great
But it's just the life of a burnout regurgitated
One friend to another I think your world is sick
You think that you can stop the clock from ticking, so sickening

Someone's got a seven year itch to scratch
What do you hope to gain from this pissing match?

The vicious cycle's got a hold of me
Lets me see the scum it wants me to be, I'll never know
The love and care that the junkies play pretend
This vicious cycle's coming to an end.

It's all coming to an end...

The sex, the drugs, the rock and roll
The heavy metal mind control
You can't tell solace from a hole in the ground
You junkhea
About UsI can't help but feel this emptyness thats deep inside of me.
I can't help but cry when your standing near.
You can't help but care for me after all the things I have done.
You can't help but love me even when i'm not even here.
We can't help but fight when things start going wrong.
We can't help but kiss and make up with a few beer's.

I have fooled you once.
You have hurt me twice.
We have made up times thrice.

I can't risk losing you.
You can't lose me.
We can't ever win.

What could I do?
What will you do?
What should we do?

About us...
Janus     She drove the switchbacks with joy and ferocity. It usually took an hour to reach the hovel after work, but she made it in half the time... If you're gonna quit, do it in style ...she thought, and opened the three locks at her small studio. The hovel was illegal because it had no shower, no tub, no heat, no closet and not even those locks protected her. But it was cheap. Ellen had books and clothes piled on wood-and-brick shelves, a futon, a few more items and a fat Siamese, Horace, to keep her warm.

    Ellen tore open the carton of Marlboros she bought... Shit, I forgot to get a lighte
Game On- part ten.        She pinned up her straight brown hair, applied the cherry-red lip liner, and shrugged her shoulders into the jet black motorcycle jacket. She was striking. She was invincible. She was acting. Jane Douglass sucked in a sharp breath when she saw herself in the circular mirror in her hotel room. She looked nothing like herself. Of course, that was the idea here.
        Her mission was to go, undercover, undiscovered into the deepest thoughts of a teenager accused of breaking all sorts of federal laws. She had no choice; if she failed, her secret would be e
fire on the mountainHow do you sleep while the city is burning?
The air dense with smoke
Heavy as it presses down upon you
Weighting each calculated step
As you flee

Where do you go when you can't go home?
Despair and destruction
Broken homes and broken lives
The fragile fragments
Impossible to reconnect

How do you drink when there's blood in the water?
The remnants of an ancient crime
Life's elixir keeps seeping from the soul
While silent figures caress the earth

Where do you turn when the world moves on?
Frozen in time as you look to the past
The world will keep turning
But some memories you will never forget…
the head and the heartA phone beeps
An unconscious reaction
The heart skips
Leaps
And jumps
It doesn't mean to
It's simply naïve
Innocent,
And young
Still incapable of learning its lesson

The head knows
Learnt long ago
Tries to pass on its wisdom every time
But still the heart races
Tries to quieten the shouting
But still the heart will not be silenced
Tries so hard to soften the blow
With doubting words and scolding
At the sign of this hysteria
But the heart is too enraptured to listen

The arguments
Preservation and desperation
Rage endlessly
Neither can win
For the head will always have its doubts
And the heart refuses to listen

T
the great pretenderNeed to stop
Peering through these rose-coloured glasses
Need to see reality
Rather than the "truth" I want to believe
One of us has to change
And I know it won't be you
I could never ask that of you

So you remain the Great Pretender
And I'll be the fool who got played
So willing to believe
That for once
Things were going my way
So naïve
So stupid!
How could I have possibly believed
After all this time
We had changed?
Grown closer?
Perhaps
Become more honest?
Well apparently not

The signs were there
Of course,
You painted them yourself
Growing wiser with age?
Or simply perfecting your deceptions
Surely if you c
I'm AliveSitting on a park bench
     so far
     so near
The wind's whispering
     but i can't
     hear
The reeds are rustling
     they're calling
     to me
Sweet scent of flowers
     but i can't
     see
Rough, warm bark
 and smooth, cool leaves
The world is alive
     I can feel
     I can breathe
Keep Hope Alivewhat's happened to the world
when everyone's afraid
life's full of anger
pain, hate and rage

what's happened when you can't
take a strangers hand
we can't stop sinking
through a floor of quicksand

the people who fight,
the people who care,
soon disappear
like they never were there

when you greet everyone
as if they'll cause you harm
it's like cutting off your hand
just to spite your arm

when you can't see good
and expect only bad
the world loses hope
and life becomes sad

all it takes is a dream
all it takes is belief
and our dying world
will finally feel relief
Game on- part nine.        She was afraid of the dark. She always had been. But this was a different kind of dark. This was the kind of dark that swallowed up the oxygen and stole what breath you had left in your lungs. This was the dark that made it impossible to see. It didn't matter if your eyes were open or closed, you felt like you were sleeping. At least, Jane did. This was all just a nightmare anyway.
       But instead of focusing on her scary situation, she remembered better times. She thought about the last time she had seen her little cousins. They had played hide and seek, and she had let them win. She thought about the last time she'd gone out t
only dreamingDreaming
I must be
For this cannot be real
And yet I open my eyes and there you are
Gazing back at me
Resting my forehead against yours
I know this is real
You can feel my racing heartbeat
And I can taste you
Lost in a moment
A moment I never want to end

Along waking to disappointment
One of many
A dream so vivid
I could almost swear reality
You were here
You held me tight
You told me I'd be fine
That I'd never have to worry
That I'd never have to fear
Of course that should've given it away
I'll forever be waiting
While you move on

So again I'll shed these tears
Again I'll hide in shadow
Again I'll wake alone
Knowing
World won
The world is closing.
My whole life doesn't appear in front of my eyes, it's not leaking through my fingers like sand. It's not difficult to grab at. It's not quite and it's not silent. Most of all, it is not peaceful.
Life's digging its claws into my chest, stealing my breath. Life is the blood that's rushing through my veins, my heartbeat that's droning in my ears.
Boom. Boom.
I don't wanna die.
Not today. Not now.
Boom. Boom.
I always thought death would be the final station. The curtain closes, off you go.
I'm touching my ribcage with the flat side of my hand, where death and life are competing for me, and I'm thinking – wit
Goodbye,Why do you seem to read my thoughts?

Just give me a chance to think the right things.

How do I prove to you that everything I've ever said to you was true?

Just give me a second to talk to you.

Is there anything I can do?

Just give me a hint.

Do you miss me?

Just give me a call. Please.

Did you love me?

Just give me a straight-up answer.

Are you still mine?

Just give me a smile. I'll know.

Will you ever come back to me?

Just give me something to look forward to.

When?

Just give me an estimate.

Do you have to leave?

Just give me a goodbye kiss..
Plus and MinusThere is a way you breathe
When you're asleep
I've memorized the sound

Watching your shoulders rise
I close my eyes
And count the seconds down

Five hundred reasons
for this
Three thousand feelings I'm going to miss

And it's always
The hardest of things
That come so clear
And it's only
My body that leaves
My heart stays here

I steal a shirt or two
They smell like you
Like happiness and rust

I leave my favorite book
For what I took
And add my losses up

Nine million good
intentions
Eleven boxes sealed with a kiss

And it's always
The hardest of things
That come so clear
And it's only
My body that leaves
My heart stay
Figure Me OutI would tell you about perfection,
but I don't know it.
I would tell you about hate,
but I don't condone it.
I would tell you about life,
but I haven't lived yet.
I would tell you about friendship,
but I don't have much of it.
I would tell you about me,
but I don't know myself well.
I would tell you about you,
but I don't know you either.
I would tell you about family,
but mine's dysfunctional.
I would tell you about him,
but I haven't figured him out.
I would tell you about something,
but I'm not a dictionary.
I would tell you about love,
but I haven't found it.
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Memoir of a Ghost

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A holy man speaks of peace
Lies; he knows of unrest
They bury a memory
In a box, I'm lain
In death

But it is not so!
I am here, still!
Perhaps not in life, but after

For I am a shadow in the trees
I am your good luck
I am the tear on your cheek
Hidden by rain

And now the heavens weep
While my family does also
If only they could see
Beyond this shadow!

But I see new horizons
Different seasons, different stars
Unfamiliar yet elegant
Just as beautiful as ours

And in new sky; a voice
That tells me wonders
Of no boundary
But the wonders that they are:
Just Imaginary

In life, opportunity,
In death there is none,
To make change in history.
What change have I done?

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~LuckySevin Oct 26, 2011
I believe in an afterlife and I liked the story!
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~Phil314 Oct 26, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
I can't decide between an afterlife and reincarnation, myself :s
i'm glad you liked it, thank you!
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~LuckySevin Oct 26, 2011
Your welcome! And you have a point Do we die and stay where we are or become another life?
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~Phil314 Oct 26, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Well, then you have to consider the laws that govern the world after life. Perhaps in the next world both are possible, you know?
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~LuckySevin Oct 26, 2011
Yeah you do but yeah maybe both ARE possible but we may never know seeing as how the dead keep many secrets
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~Phil314 Oct 26, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
I love the mystery of it all, but at the same time it's so frustrating because I can't know definitively if one way or another is true haha
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~LuckySevin Oct 26, 2011
haha ya won't know till ya die and when you learn that ya can't tell a living person 'cause your dead hehe
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~Phil314 Oct 26, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Exactly, that's why ghosts are so weird; they are in between both worlds
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Mood: Love ~Fausch Jun 28, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
This is actually a great piece. The third stanza is great, as is the second-to-last and the last.

I can't particularly see anything wrong or out of place here. This piece is pretty golden, bro.
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~Phil314 Jun 28, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Wow, thank you so much :D
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