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Is there a time and a season for a life without reason? A purpose to find perchance for the dead to live Is there a world and a home for a soul that roams? The strength to dig and find the truth that is inside The shutters have long closed and the thoughts grow dark The body it

As I sat by the riverside my soul to hide A wind so gentle moved me, proved me There in that emptiness I had believed I could feel my heart beating yet fleeting All that I believed to belong to me Slipped through my cold fingers This shallow life I fought for to adore The warm

Beauty brings wonder, wonder to stay Deep was the love when I saw beauty that day She gracefully walked to me and fell in my arms Beauty so lovely with all of her charms We walked in silence as the winds danced around Her gentle breathing, soft foot steps on ground A soul of a

Fetters of iron are not as strong as fetters of the mind The demons of doubt and fear do truly bind The strength of others does not match my inner sin The struggle of life that overpowers within The gifts of life should flourish around Yet not so free when so easily bound

From the seed of hate in rebellion I was born Was the hope from this world my heart was torn Watered fast by the tears of my youth Grew up in me and awakened truth Never to be sundered by that bursting free Let these eyes that water nourish me

Twas in the rain that I found you That gentle wind and freshest aroma Twas in tears that I bound you to My heart and the stiches of my soul Though tattered we loved and lived As the storm approached and tore us apart My heart would never give way to this war No knee shall I take

The morning fire tears the world open My eyes burn yet adjust to the pain As I burn I embrace the very hope I bleed My bone tears from my flesh I reach out Desire not my drive, it is now my need Your words long dead yet still a seed Roots in my heart I give my life to save you

Nevermore shall I be thy whore Not a heart to be used Not a soul to be fused True is my word, nevermore Nevermore shall I be thy whore A rock of refuge only for storms Ne'er is this love truly born I let you tread where none had before Blood too thick from wounds won't pour

Why did I not die on that tragic day? Future destroyed, pain to stay I learned to fight, I learned of flight What have I learned as day births night? Dreams have deceived my lonely heart Lost the one who I thought would never part I filled my nostrils with the scent of hope Now

At one time I would cry for help But no more These tides try to pull me From my shore I was once on the inside with you Life so true Now on my knees I am the fool I'm run through Death is all I want for now Arrive ferryman Nothing left to prove in life Nowhere left to stand

The pain inside, I eternally weep This secret I hid and I try to keep The rivers that my heart had bore The life I want that I adore The lies I tell me to keep me calm Yet days pass and dreams unborn Your face the dream I long to reach You are my song and why I preach I love

Push me down, push me aside, push me inside Wonder why I am quiet and I now hide What rewards can this cold life have to offer? So much effort wasted, why do I bother? An empty promise, an unrequited prayer Try another day or do I dare? False prophets profit and good men suffer

Let me give you beauty, let me give you pain Shall we discuss your secrets to wallow in shame Let us find our peace, let us start our wars Can we bring life when its death we adore Words softly spoken now tear down to the bone Being torn open so the lonely heart now roams Truths

There are some who worry about death Then some who fear growing old For me I desire not to be cold Let them take my possessions away For one day they will all depart Let not life's winter take my heart The sharp stings of life dig down deep We find pains that are hard to

Alone she abides the darkness that now consumes her Judged by others for crimes she did not commit A lonely soul with hopes the winds of love could stir Yet the piercing pain of memories she longs to remit Is it the voice of reason that commands a life to run? The tired pace of

Make the prophecy in your own mind Then fulfill it by being unkind Whisper your riddles into my ear Project onto to me all your fear Build your wall a place to hide You are not safe from yourself inside Scream the pain out on your breath To reject life and embrace death The

In September she came to see me Yet September would not have her Instead some foul curse blackened her soul And took her light from me and this realm Through tear soaked eyes was the world now The breath of life became wormwood to my being "Bring her back" I cried "return her to

In winter I found you the coldness of death I gave of myself, I gave you my breath All I would give to make you well To free you from your world of hell In the silence you left me to rot Never a concern, never a thought In shadows you cut me to bleed Only the selfish thought of

In my visons all I feel is the cold blackness That the shadows bring to me In my long dead hopes a river runs from my eyes I feel the sting of reality I once held the power to create, to move the sky Now cursed the source has died The heaven I embraced has become a hell to me I