Monday, February 25, 2013

she may be young but she only likes old things

DON'T TELL ME HOW TO FEEL

                                       DARK IS THE WAY LIGHT IS A PLACE
              
when the devil pulls the strings all the world must dance


                                                        
                                               you hurt yourself on the outside; trying to kill the monster on the inside.

POOR IS THE MAN WHOSE PLEASURES DEPENDS ON THE PERMISSION OF ANOTHER



                         WORDS FAIL;music speaks


                                                                        she loved mysteries so much that she became one


                                    
in a society that has destroyed all adventure, the only adventure left is to destroy that society.
                                           
     

                 INTOXICATED BY MEMORIES AND FEELINGS

                                                                                           i am the architect of my own destruction
         
 i closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred SILENT ways


                                              TAKE ME AS I AM or WATCH ME AS I GO



                                      

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