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There is this girl I know I loved her and still love her so But she took my heart that bled for her And stretched it over a period of silence Then skewered it with a stake At least I felt the pain But she would never know it I suppose What the hell ever I’ll fucking cry through the moments i try And bleed to succeed Cause she’s so much to me Yet with a hole in my heart, Seems there’s no more blood to bleed

As long as you don’t look at that clock time hasn’t passed Your asking yourself why are you still waiting For that call… And their sitting there not knowing at all That you might care… That’s immortal love, immortal love Well I heard of two thieves who bought what they took for love But they had it all wrong It could be done through a song They didn’t feel They took what they pleased Till the days they ceased to breathe Love cant be bought, it cant be taught It must rise like the sun in its ...

Cerces Luero; Calm brushes the skin Mourning Below the fiery sash of chaos That reaches low its tendrils Sets ember to eye And in cry, it fights back with glaze of ice But beneath is simmering warm lust Looking, longing to get out The lips fallow and plushy purply red Are ringed, are split, as all is split, As voice cannot do what a look can do, As Cerces Luero thinks of thoughts Most forlorn and here Upon our page that’s just a scar Here o here those buried thoughts are!

Dare I think to take this drink I think I cannot bear I am not where I am to care So why then do I think Round the brink of what is linked With ghastly pains and pins and blood All that come when through fields of dare are tread O dread the dead why do I spare my self Upon this broken chair that breaks because I think do dare When all is gone and where o where I’m not to care I do I dare I take this drink I have broke free From dare this safely rocking pensive chair I have I do I taste the t...

The Majesty The majesty Is in the unseen When a word is a word And a dream is a dream Grip the fact that we are all just a seam In the need to live a life We teeter on this balance beam Of which to breathe or from it cease Of pretty things and shiny rings Of why we laugh and why we cry Why we live, and why we try If be there no black, how weird would be white If not day, then how should we call it night Alas we prowl the feces of how, Passed the dream of a diamond ring The majesty Is in the u...