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In death Floating along the wisp of life. Feeling lost in heavens great strife. My love is finally broken in shards. The hatred that begins with you ends With news of angst from stars and bars. I read your palms time after time. None of it can make any sense. Joking and poking with a mime. Often you gave in to your tense Meaning when Venus was Aline with mars. Getting no where with this simple song. My anger is burnt up with your desire. The angel in black has burned with fire. Laughing with its evil, grinning bong. My shroud is grass, the coffin is now.

Night of our moon This world is a game of do or die We refuse to see the tears as the children, they cry We don't even stop to ask ourselves why It's not that we're mean, we simply know not how to be so kind And the moon rises over the rye Eerily kissing the twilight goodbye the moon rising over the rye Blue skies are for the eagles wings and sometimes, when the moon is up,the wind only seems to sing of how, come dawn, the skies are free it's beauty is shared by you and me And the moon's disappearing into a blue sky granting the eagles the freedom to fly the moon disappearing into our blue sky We have all had our share of sorrow and pain Without this, may I ask you, would you really be sane and though it is sad to see our loved ones leave you'd be blind not to see how through darkness the moon's light does weave And as we look to the moon we're in tears as we remember good times and past years looking to the moonlight in tears We have made it through the day, the moon is now in sight Come now children, you've all been wronged and you know this in the night You ponder of how in the day the wrong could seem so right You ignorance betrayed you, and did you really think there could be a shadow not cast by light And the moon comes to us in the night through darkness comes hope with its pale silver light the moon is with you in the night Now it may just be me, but man,it seems, is overrated But to you I'm a child, and so the poet has overstated As you turn away from the truth, you cast your own shadow of doubt And as you are engulfed in its darkness, your denial it echoed in shout And as we watch the shadows dance on an eerie moonlit night No longer ignorant, but innocent, no longer wrong nor right Our lives had seemed so hollow, here their only an illusion The wind is calling out my name. End of poem, my last conclusion

Follow The Map I'll run away when I'm 17 My future, I've already seen I see you and some grief Lets grow old on the western coast You is what I've always needed most These times have got the best of you CHORUS: I've grown so cold Goodbye to pain, goodbye to love I've lost all the feeling This sea-salt air has overtaken my soul Let it overtake you too I've won all the wars that I need And kept promises that I could keep So this time, I have to leave I'm dreaming, I can't fall asleep My minds on fire I lay restless, and tired Have you ever imagined a new life It's your choice, you have a second time I hope you think more then just twice CHORUS x 2 All of this is left unreal Written down as a failure I feel I made my move, I went in for the kill I'm left bloody, and wide-open My tears are leaving my eyes out of focus We could live life the way we want Goodbye, I'm sorry I've been so blunt CHORUS x 2 I'll run away when I'm 17 I'll leave you when I'm 17 CHORUS x 1

Liquid Fusion Cool reflection wails Blowing jazz on riverbank A tugboat plays bass

Purple Terminology & Rainbow Clouds Light winged smoke, the one to blame, Creeping out from my minds clear flame. Silvery surface of my imagination, Fading to black, from all accusation. I lay upon the midnights shadowy skirts, Watching black moonbeams with the stars emberresed. Heavenly leisure, waiting over the top, But I keep falling, I cant seem to stop. Purple terminology filling me instead, Of red or yellow flowers buds, opening their heads. Great waves from an ocean so blue, I heed not this, buts its monsters, always true. Whats left, in this world thats fake? Just I, rusting with the mistakes. Rainbow clouds of sweet lullaby, Take me now, I'm ready to die.

Tragic Ending The light at the end of went out too soon This kid wasn't meant to fall to his doom Today the school is mourning his death Crying in the halls, not able to rest These kids really loved him He wasn't meant to die so soon Six more months until his graduation An empty chair, and hearts left with questions Tears and memory's in behalf of his blessings This schools never going to be the same He came so fast and left too soon These kids really loved him Standing in the halls they reminisce All the good things about him they'll always miss He's the only kid in school who spun a binder on his finger Carried a boom box when skiing down the hill Something I think about to this day still Yet I can't seem to understand what was going through his head I came to school, finding out this kid he was dead A tragic ending to an unfinished story

Silence the dark loneliness the empty feeling the pain the suffering wanting to say bye but not being able to the silence of death would suck

Without even knowing there are eyes on every face so why do yours make my heart race why does your smile light up my day and then take all my pain away what's more why have those eyes I prize never once looked into mine every day I talk to you but still you haven't got a clue just how much love I feel for you I want to do what you do for me to share your pleasures and your pain and wipe away your wounds with ease I want to feel your tender touch and hear your whispers in the dark that turn all of my fears to dust all alone here lying in bed thoughts of you pop in my head fantasies of love so true but I'll never get what I want from you realization tears me apart tears slip down my cheeks without even knowing, you broke my heart

Sing~a~Song~ of~Sixpence sing a song of sixpence a bottle full of rye four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie. When the pie was opened the birds began to sing; Who put that pastry on, we could'nt see a thing! The King was in the counting house Counting out his money; The Queen was in the parlour, Looking at him kind of funny! The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes; where the king spends his cash, she's the one who knows! ali-p 2003

Leather Lace i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!

Vulnerable I feel so insecure, But confident and so sure, Knowing that you love me,but also realizing, That with one word you could break my heart, And with one movement you could shatter my soul, And with one thought you could destroy my dreams, I've never felt this way before, Don't know if its healthy, Or rotten to the core, All I know is that as Abby would say, "Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush," So please don't kick down the door, Or let the flowers wilt to the floor, because I Love You more than you could ever know, And I never want to let you go.

Free or Not? Shackles of a broken love, loosen and drop from my soul Give me the freedom I've yearned for to fully make me whole Allow me to search within myself with the ability to find A love that doesn't hurt my heart nor destroy my mind I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and let not time pass me by For so long I have accepted a cloudiness in my space No more shall endure such pain, for this I shall erase The time has come for me to make a new change in my life Questions and answers being sought, appears before my eyes I want to be free, just me, myself and I I want to be free, and live a joyful peaceful life. I choose to embrace peace and happiness within my inner soul Thanking you for strengthening me and loosening up this hold Sometimes it may take time for a broken love to heal But, only if I keep the faith, will a true love be revealed It's being free to love me, to love myself and I Time to me is of the essence and it will not pass me by

Complicated I want to give you everything Its you I want to hold But how can I do this When right now I feel so cold I wonder if I’m wasting my time On something that may not be When all I want to show you Is the whole me I could tell you a million times Just how great life could be If only you can change your ways For a survival of you and me I could walk away right now And always wonder why My tears would be just like the snow Frozen when I cry Danyon L. Youngs 2-11-02

Just Say Goodbye I can feel it slipping away- the love we once shared. Maybe it was just a dream or an illusion to make myself        happy Maybe you really hate me- maybe you were just being polite. So much crap-        no more        all gone Intense emotion faded.... into the abyss. Soul mates,        gone. All eyes on me-never end    walking      slowly        away.

The Great White Wish (The Word Of Jesus): "God is a murderer" I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures, I'd only love you for you're buried treasures. I can see death when we are all feel so high, I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon, I feel like I only hate you on a full moon. I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you, You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew. (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought. (Bridge) This is what I do, Something inside of you. This is what I feel, It's okay to kill. This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain. (pre-chorus) I wish for more white lines, I wish for three more dicks, And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him! (chorus) Forget it! That's right, I've said it this way, Nevermind, it's all in the cache. Forget it! The world you know is always white, I made a wish from a cocaine pipe. Forget it! You'll never figure this song out, Not even when the world is a drought.

Why am I still waiting? I sit on my bed staring at the clock, Where are you? It then strikes half past two, when will you call? three o'clock and you still haven't called, Why am I still waiting? I've sat here since one pm or earlier, I'm sick of these games you play. Tampering with my trust in you and making me feel not wanted, I'm done with this. But if I'm sick of all this then why do I stick around? I love you. You finally call at pm and I'm ready to let you go, But I want to know where you were. So where were you while I waited around for you? You then say you just forgot. I think about it all while I listen to Numb by Linkin Park Which reminds me a little of us. A month passes and I hear from you yet again, You want my heart to belong to you once more. Stupid me let's myself fall back in love with you I know it won't last forever. I now feel for someone other than you and it is not fair. So I say goodbye once again. A couple weeks later, all I think about is you, Please let me try one more time. That is all I ask, Just one date.

Hey diddle diddle, hes on the fiddle Hey diddle diddle, the Cats on the fiddle, that Cow must be wired to the moon. The little Dog barfed, as we all had fun and the Dish got clubbed with a Spoon... ali-p 2003

Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died) The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air.  The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness.  Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge.  The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him.  Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways.  They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity.  Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it.  Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed.  The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires.   Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling.  Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out.  Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger.  A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence.  The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day.  The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won.  And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep. The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade.  Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time.  They returned to what they knew was the inevitable. They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives.  Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves.  Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave.  Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery.  Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant. But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent.  Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago.  That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep.  All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind. And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices:  “This will be the day that I die…”

Left Untouched Not talking is tearing me apart your friendship held such a special part of my heart Everything was going alright that was until the other night Maybe it never should have be spoken of Just left in the dark as a hidden love Being more than friends could make this end A helping hand you will not lend Your feelings are so unclear to me Others have said but i will let it be All i want is to hear it from you Set me straight and tell me true

Always Gone Chest enclosed heart about to explode please don't leave again you've already left I know it's not the way I think of it but I can't help but think of it that way I know you care about me so why are you so far? Why does my heart want you so knowing you are too soon to leave knowing I will be left with tears and memories once lived now gone. Through the darkness of it all it was worth it you are worth the pain of seeing you leave because at least I got to see you Why does my heart whisper your name into the wind, when all it does is travel the other way? Why do you torture me so with words of brilliance only to be left behind with the hands of time?