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she believed his lies enticed by his allurement his false promises she trusted his words blinded by his pretences his gestures and in the end all masks removed she saw him for what he was not the prince he promised but the frog he disguised another soul bruised by lies

i fear i am living my life from the outside, not taking part in it's future. i sit on the sidelines and watch as others around me succeed in theirs. i place walls around me so that the ones i truly love can not be hurt by my self-destruction. if they truly knew what was wrong they would turn in shame and fear, they don't understand. no one does. "per sempre e sempre" was his promise to me... forever and always. but like all the others it was a promise never kept, another disappointment. just more words with no true meaning. everywhere i walk, everthing i see brings back memories of joy and sorrow alike. why does it always end likfe this. i

as the seconds tick by, as time gathers in its hasteful manner, the lust i feel for you only grows stronger. i long to feel the fiery carress of your skin against mine. the touch of your hands, the passion behind every kiss. i live for the moments we're alone, the murmered words that contain more emotion than i've ever felt before. my body craves the affect you have on it, i've turned into an addict and you're my brand of heroin. never before have i felt so strongly about another soul, i feel as though i am finally complete. there are occasions my humanity gets the better of me and i am prone to jealous fits of rage, where another looks

you're gone. it's over. and nothing can change that. you never mentioned you were at the edge. maybe if you had we could have changed it, thrown a rope, pulled you back. but instead you smiled and stepped forward. you bastard. how could you. it was planned, you knew all along. you said your last goodbyes. you smiled your last smile. selfish bastard. you knew. i hope you're happy. that you realise what you've left behind. i hope the anguish haunts you. your family, your friends. we all cared about you, did you take that into consideration? did you think about us when you pulled the trigger? so here i'll stand, just another

how easy music changes us. how easy it effects our moods. a single song can bring a flood of memories and emotions rushing in. it's undenyable the important role it plays in our lives. it's as if it calls to you, although there are no words to describe what it promises. it's like a secret language you never forget how to speak, a hometown you can return to when you're tired of what life is throwing at you. it's a place you're always welcome.

i felt him tonight i was there, in the last few minutes i there i was him the wind, the sand, the sea, the scent i could feel it i could taste it i could smell it i was there i was him the emotion flooding in drowing me i was there i was him and now i understand