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takenCurrupt those daysI am but a foolI will keep on runningI wont let goTake me away from thisHurt insideBlack poisonCurrupting my veinsLooking at my reflectionWaiting for the gunLooking deep nowIts all gone nowTaken me back to the daythat i saw your faceoveerwhelming chemistrybut today I keep askingfor more of your loveWhere is my angel?where is our chemistry gone?the only thing stopping me ishoping some day it will come back to meAm I a fool to think that we'll be ok?Am I a fool to hope that we'll turn backwardsto the happiest we've ever been?
no love no painPushed me to the final limitsI can feel you watchingYou think your happy hereUnrequited everything what you've put me throughNo love. No pain.Lyre - like everyone elseSomeday I hope you will seeSick of pretendingThis world is not endingAny other wayEveryday - its all the sameNo love. No pain.Drink the toxic liesMakes you feel betterCant rememberColdness surrounds youThe ghosts they still haunt youAll this fkn rageOnly taken us this farUnderneath your weak and frailCannot complainNever believeLove- not enoughCant be just one… that one will sufferAnd you have made me that one…Waiting for 2 long to let the animal outI need the safetyYou have built insecurityThis hole in your heartWhat if..What if..We took it all away - everythingLook at you reflectionLook at itWhat do all these cracks mean?Afraid to seeInside of your headDevils and godsYou really are aloneLiving in an illusionKeep looking - hiding I see youUsed to sayYou'd blow the shit awayBut n
The Truth - An LGBT storyA photographer is supposed to find beauty in anything right? Isn't that what artists do? It tried to tell myself that was the reason why I found my best friend's hazel eyes mesmerizing, and I couldn't stop staring as him as he doodled in his sketchpad, completely oblivious to my gazing. Matt plucked the apple from his lunch tray, took a bite and gave me a curious look. "Can I help you, dude?" I dropped my gaze. "I, uh, need to ask you a question. Artist to artist." He raised his eyebrows, probably confused by my nervous tone, but went back to his doodling. "Okay." "Would you feel gay or anything if you were going to draw another guy? Like a portrait or something?" The words came from my mouth in a rushe