Guilt (Don't)

Don't
Don't let it inside,
Misery, guilt destruction of you.
(Could it be true?)
Don't
Don't ruin your life for me,
Feeling for all but yourself.
(Is it true?)
Don't
Don't run from your mistakes,
Ruins in your wake.
(It must be true!)
Don't
Don't disobey your heart,
It will never lie to you.
(It is true...!)
Don't
Don't let it hold you back.
Don't
Don't feel guilty for me.

If you wonder why,
Why I decide to cry?
Answers will come to you,
The sad truth it will behold,
Life builds character
(life builds character?)
I LOVE IT!
So--
Don't, don't worry,
About me.

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Black Christmas

Have you ever had a nightmare?
Hope you have, get ready for more!

I'm dreaming,
Of a black Christmas,
A dream gone bad,
Looking for a window,
To my soul.

I'm dreaming,
Of a black Christmas,
Just like the ones I've always known,
I'll have my Christmas, alone.


Make my Christmas good,
Walk away.

I understand people,
I'm OK.

You wash your hands of me,
I see.

Another somber picture,
How it will be.
I'm dreaming,
Of a black Christmas,
Just like the ones I've always known,
I'll have my Christmas, alone.
I'll have my Christmas, alone....

{End}


Dying Concerto

Imagine it-- the last, sad song of a violin and violinist pair.

Believe it-- the dead's melancholy grin.

Trust it-- we know the reasons why----

Access Denied!


We’re all walking,

To a single song,

A song a lifetime away from birth,

The Dying Concerto,

Write in-between the lines!!
One must die for the other to live,

Greater good, greater good,

One must live or we all will die.


We all walk,

To a single song,

A song a lifetime away from birth,

The Dying Concerto,

God left with it too.


Messiah, if you let them burn than surely shall I!

Save my brethren.

Who’s your God now?

Twisted cross bearers,

Controlling the crowd.


{END}