

My Great, The Grate and GateI met this girl, She is the one, She is my great, My living sun.My Great, The Grate and Gate
We spent our days, Living the life, Lying next to each other, We spent our nights.
Enjoying the scent, Of one another, Staring into the eyes, Of the other.
Then one night, My heart seemed broken, I took flight, The wrong words were spoken.
I wandered the streets, Until the ground, Fell from beneath me, And then there was darkness all around.
Unconcious, Scared, Woke a bit nauseous, But I was spared. &nb


Died For YouI see this guy, He looks familiar, On any normal night, I'd never mess with him.Died For You
But tonight is no normal night.
We're walking towrds each other now, Me and you hand in hand, Then he and his girl.
He looked at you, I saw him frown, He looks at me now, I stare him down,
You try to steer us away from them, But he steps in front of me,
I stop . . . He stares at me,
I stare back . . . He pushes me,
I push him back . . . He throws a punch, He hits my jaw, (I taste blood . . .


My LoveAnd though you're oh so far away, I feel the closest to you, I want to hold you in my arms, And whisper my feelings and the things I would do, Just to see you smile.My Love
I would quote songs, never ending, To help me express the words I am lacking, I would stay up all night, Just to look into the eyes. I would set myself ablaze, Just to keep you warm, I would pour my heart out for years, Just to fill it with thoughts of you.
My love is a ever flowing fountain, And you are the center piece. My love circles around you, Like the satellites in


Alarm ClockAs I lay, On this plain bed, There is delay, Am I dead?Alarm Clock
A sequencial beeping, Continues endlessly, But now it slows, To a slower pace.
Have I finally dies, Out of my pain, Or is this just, A fucked up dream.
If this is a dream, Why does it feel so real? Still no beeping, But there are voices now, Or atleast one,
It sounds like yours. . .
A sudden burst of light, Floods my still closed eyes, I'm afraid to open them now, I'm afraid of what I might find.
Then there's a jolt,
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-"Do Androids dream of electric sheep?"
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