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[Guest Sasy's Girl]

Lusting in which desire may rationalize,

asking in question,

How can that be defined?

For the heart lingers in diffidence,

to its fears and weaknesses it lies submissive.

True love one can preach,

but honestly for it can one reach?

Experience from failure makes the naive wise,

for they knows scars of the past will end they're demise.

Young souls of the youth,

little knowledge they possess.

With ignorance so strong, pain and suffering against you shall be pressed!

Desguised so carefully, none can see.

Anguish creeps without sound,

while roaming in the darkness, it runs free.

In fear the weak shiver and quake,

their simple slip ups, now their final mistake.

Fiery hatred on innocent skin will burn,

sweetly singed flesh, your demons for a taste, they yearn.

Scream without a noise,

bend without poise.

Who will come to your cries of agony?

sins carved in the palm of your hands,

hath foolish decisions end in tragedy?

Fallen you have,

on your knees to the prince of Darkness.

from the world of mercy and grace,

you have departed.

Let truth's be inbedded in the silver lining,

gems of hearth reflect the sun, shinning.

To all the world let the cries be heard,

my cries I scream of you.

Empty words hallowed out my love,

what's left a carcass of tears and broken dreams.

Hold me now,

in dissolving arms so limplessly dead.

Hold me now,

in petrified sorrow that once freely bled.

Just one last time,

before I fall in endless torment.

The duration I'll stand through all eternity,

knowing you no longer will be there,

Makes every word in my prayer,

keep holding on.

Actions I committeed thought foolishly naive,

all done for you,

when I didn't see I was being deceived.

How could I be so blind?

When I craddled your words so close.

Now my reward I hold,

frozen memorizes that will always remain cold.

So let truth's be indedded in the silver lining,

gems of hearth reflect the sun, shinning.

To all the world let the cries be heard,

my cries I scream of you.

From the outside she appear's together,

with a glitter in her eye,

and a giggle on her lips.

But inside tells a different story.

bruised and beat,

scattered and incomplete.

Hemorrhage of the heart.

She pains to hold it in.

never to burden a soul,

while her light's coming dim.

The pendulum swings,

voices in her head continuously ring.

Its only a matter of time,

for her body and soul can take no more.

That scratch thought to be superficial,

now a fately wound that's life-threatening.

Hemorrage of the heart.

Wrote these and many many more a while ago. <3

Edited October 7, 2012 by Emotional Outlet