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I wrote this while playing one song over and over and over on repete .. I'm sure you can figure out just which one

God is Amy Lee gorgeous or what ... I love those pants she always wears .. Wynter (SG) has a set that I just adore .. love that style of dress ... drools

ok enough of that

At times it's all overwhelming
I search for words
but my only thoughts are
wrapped in emotional agreement
A tryst of reality and dream

I scream
My immortal
wake me up inside
for my dormant soul
cries for worth and reason

existing not to die
is not a just reason to live

I step ... broken arrow
down life's walkway
wonders leading me to joy

passing wonders I want more than breath

Around the pond of fishes
serene and quiet

see where those ducks are
I left part of my soul there

yet still I amble
pulling willows from the tree
wondering myself
where have all the cowboys gone

O.o

inside hollowed halls
surrounded by self built walls
myths created for self satisfaction

Red blood bled for symbolic numberals (143)
Twas not her fault
I jumped to far to be saved

and still I weep
on my knees
weeping

looking up

hour ahead
and this minute has past you already
I wonder if during it
you thought of me as well
or am I just Inter's Net

Behind me 96 wasted souls
murdering rapists of society
deserving of rot and shame

but I look at pictures don walls
letters with smiles and loves
penmanship of joy and acceptance

all the caused hate and hurt
all the evil and sin
and yet in there possession

The Gift

I search my pockets
but no picture is there

I check the mail
but no letter is delivered

Did I cause hate?
Do I posses evil?
Does my soul not deserve the same and better?

I have never taken innocence
nor stolen security

Though still and all
I am alone
looking at 96 wasted souls

thought recount is cast
there is but one more

97 rings

I forgot to count myself