Melancholy

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Fool’s Gold

I am often told, that I settled for fool’s gold.

As if I wasn’t aware, but I no longer cared....

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A Love Arranged

We sat at that table on the basis of pretend.

For you already had a love with which I could not...

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Pitch-blackness

Pitch-blackness

Pitch-blackness wraps me up
in its arms of warmth
in its velveteen perfection.
A...

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A Multitude of Woes

A Multitude of Woes

As a young man,
I was always obsessed
By melancholy.
I saw deep sadness,
The...

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Progressively Messed Up

We're born innocent and free
But we become (like Adam and Eve)
Ashamed of our nakedness...

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TENDER YEARS

TENDER YEARS

In the warmth, the light,
Oh.... that....warmth
Engulfing those tender years
The time...

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A BEAUTIFUL DESTRUCTION----...

Singer can you not roll the stone away
too much blood is pouring
from the wound, you gave...

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Sleepless in Pride and...

Everytime at night
I like to think
That I have traveled right
To Pride and Prejudice...

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Teenage story

Teenage story

I’ve got blood in my brain
It looks like fire
Red hot coals in my skull
It’s...

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Pristine

Pristine

This pristine prison of
mine is the ruin
of an ancient dream I
once had.

Now I...

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See me in the dark

See me in the dark

I am with people who I know love and care for me.
They are my dearest friends and family.
Yet...

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My Melody

If the devil knew my melody
He'd stay away
He'd say this troubled man never needed me
...

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Mistakes

Mistakes

I have made a horrible mistake
And I realize the error of my ways
As I sit here on this...

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To the melencholic

Fear not the hailing winds of broken dreams; and let the burning arrows of other's judgements rain onto...

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Through The Looking Glass

Through The Looking Glass

As the days tumble past
I find in my mind's looking glass
A view to the perfect star
...

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How Delicious, Death

How Delicious, Death

How delicious it would be
To leave the shadows with a knife
To be re-baptized
In the...

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Insanity

No rain did fall,
Yet puddles splashed as I walked.
No voice did call,
Yet to the sky...