There are the times we regret
and wishing certain people we could forget
When the good and bad met
Wars were fought
Hell was brought
Running now so that you don't get caught
Everything that everyone wants can't and won't be said
All the words of hate crossing through my head.
Tossing and turning in my bed
All night
Now I know you were right
Gotta keep holdin on tight
All this pain
Thought you could let it drain
with just a dash of cocaine
Now your going insane
Became addicted
Now your convicted
We're not going to keep on running away
Find a way
Begin a new day!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
The Light
I sat starring at an angel statue
an old man's voice interrupted.
"What ya lookin at, kid?"
"Aren't angels kind of like ghosts?"
He chuckled.
"Not even close. Ghosts are lost souls searching for the answer. While Angels....well, they are the saviors that lead us to the light. Follow that light, kid,"
Then he vanished.
an old man's voice interrupted.
"What ya lookin at, kid?"
"Aren't angels kind of like ghosts?"
He chuckled.
"Not even close. Ghosts are lost souls searching for the answer. While Angels....well, they are the saviors that lead us to the light. Follow that light, kid,"
Then he vanished.
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