

Perfect MysteryI thought it was so perfect. I was wrong, We've got just as many problems, As anyone else. But one major one, The one that sticks out, Is we don't talk about them. We just kind of push them away, Ignoring them. A subject for another day. It's funny, How that day never comes, When we sit down and talk, And work our problems out. Will that day ever come? It's a mystery... Perfect... No one's ever really is.Perfect Mystery


A NoteYou think it's just a note,A Note
A piece of paper with words on it. Yeah, to you, that's all it is. A pain in your neck, Just another thing that you have to do. To me, It means much more. Much more than a piece of paper with words on it. Much more than a pain in your neck. More than just another thing you have to do. It's a promise... A reminder that you still care. When you "forget," Or when you "don't have time," It doesn't mean that much to you, Doesn't phase you. But it means more to me. Everytime you "forget," Or when you "don't have t


His NameHe whispers softly, In my ear. Calling me, To come near. He's so persuasive, I can't seem to fight. I'm so curious, He's such a mystery. Everyone around me, Tells me to go back. But my mind's made up, I have to know. Ever so close, I can feel his breath, What's your name? "My name's Death!"His Name
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METALLICA!!
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Bayru
*Given Wings, yet cannot fly*
*Broken heart, but cannot cry*
*Wounds are deep, yet cannot bleed*
*wild spirit, never freed*
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