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Nothing Of MiseryAs I wonder amidst the stones Shrouded in moonlit mystery, I listen for the sad spent groans But hear nothing of misery.Nothing Of Misery
Stones so differently the same In somber blasphemy, And then one bears your name But nothing of misery.
My tears transcend a thousand words From times of serenity, There I find shelter from the world And all of its misery.
II The flowers upon your grave Bear the chains of the sun, And they I can not save From
by ~S8AN666
Only Time Will Tell(Ha-Love) What a word What a thing, ‘Tis to sound absurd With a too true ring.Only Time Will Tell
(Ah-Love) Endearment see Must grow from seed, It will not just be Must be nurtured from seed.
(O’ Love) Can my heart feel And yours to be fell, Or shall it prove unreal Only time will tell.
by ~S8AN666
Cigarette Thinkin'Sweet sorrow burns Within my cigarette, As the smoke turns In moonlit garment, It fades away.Cigarette Thinkin'
The eyes of my love My mind captivate, In the smokes corkscrew It’s growing late, And too ripe stands the day.
And with a smile The memory heroes past, Linger for a while And then they’re past, As my cigarette burns away.
And as the filter burns Between trembling fingers, I wallow without regret In the thoughts of a cigarette.
by ~S8AN666
What Can't Be HeldThere is no feeling so sad No sentence there colder, None better to drive you mad No worse weight upon ones shoulder, Than to love what can’t be held.What Can't Be Held
And still we cry the night Cold- with tears of stone, For we fear true and right That we may walk alone, Be cursed not to be held.
We walk-the broken hearts Upon the altar shine the stones, Where once stood each our hearts Before this thunderous monotone, Became what can’t be held.
by ~S8AN666
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A simple word Cannot be measured I'll give you a clue, Sometimes it means Pleasure.
This word can be fake This word can be cold This word can be secrets Not meant to be told.
This word can be wrong This word can be lies This word can be hurtful This word made me cry.
Remember this word? That you always said Remember I told you You'd wind up dead?
Remember this word? To me it brought pain I sat up in bed You were drunk, again.
Remember this word? I asked you th
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