

VoidTurn down the lights And mute the tv.Void
This isn't another drama filled scene. The will is stronger than the heart's emotional state. It's WW III inside your mind, and all your light is draining. And anyone who cares about you, Truly doesn't understand. Nor the time to sit and ask a few questions, To see if you are alright.
So pop those pills, And consume your weight in drugs. Drink like it's never gone out of style. For you are the being sucked in the never ending void of sorrows.


HollowRunning through hallways of mirrors.Hollow
Reflection of shadow self glimmers.
Hollow eyes stare back the reflection of one's inner darkness.
Too many times we learnt to over look,
What remains hidden in our own nook.
The lessons we've learn only help or hinder.
Through the past all this we see the truth and lighter side of self.
For within the dark lies the light we seek that lingers.
If that was banished no reflection would appear in this hallway of mirrors.
So with one last glance into the mirror,
You find a ques


Infect Your SoulMy darkness fades from viewInfect Your Soul
And enters deep into you
I infect your soul
Let my darkness swallow you whole
You are part of my dreams
I am the precursor to your screams
I engulf your spirit
And take you to the limit
Taking you over the edge
Leaving you dangling on the ledge
To jump and die
Go on, pretend you can fly
Let me watch you fall to the ground
I will watch with joy unbound
Let me take away your life
Let me hand you this sharpened knife &nb


Tainted RoseBeautiful, crimson rose Tainted from head to toe Devoured by love and hate Lost in emotional state. Sliced to breathe, Blinded to see Lost to touch by either you or me.Tainted Rose
Heart so pure, full of hate, Cut to see the pain. Tips so cold and numb Core comfortable, always warming up. Slumber closed, deep and safe, Then the world appears and life's to face. Petals branched, reach for love, Outstretched, craves the sun, For guidance to the light Because darkness is only in sight. Soil infested with bugs and disease, Up your roots and to y
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Arden Ellen Nixon
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Arden Ellen Nixon
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Thanks so much for the
Have a brill weekend!
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Thanks for the
It means alot!
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You are welcome very much so I enjoy your eye work.
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"But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams... "
-William Yates
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