takotsubo syndrome by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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takotsubo syndrome
there is a pain in my chest
the stress is unbearable
at night i cannot rest
though i am so weary
your voices still echos
in my head; your eyes
i see them twinkle still
my longing for you grows
inside me brews a tempest
a storm of great magnitude
i've traveled south and west
just so i could see you
burned bridges might be
mended; but the scars will
forever throb with ill
regard and a loss of self-respect
i hate myself so much
only because of a mistake
despite my attempts to rescue
problems are only elongated
my scars are opened
the wounds have not healed
my appetite wanes as my
desire grows more and more
je sais...
je
fire burns... i feel it's heat
fire burns... scorching the earth
fire burns... nothing remains
fire burns... death embodies you
the ground is polluted with corpses
the sky is glowing and it pulses
the air is thick and nothing can breathe
life diminished has taken its leave
seething rage fills my blackened heart
broken glass lines my veins and arteries
the window to my brain has broken apart
nothing left of my shattered dreams
i've been lobotomized by your attitude
i've been hurt by your tragic lies
i've been jetisoned from your latitude
i've seen you waiting in disguise
don't listen to the words i say
don't listen to the things i tell you
don't follow my bad examples
don't let me try to mislead you
today i fell from grace
fell onto my face
i hope the air would thicken
you know that i have been thinking
ponder my broken feelings
i have no remaining sanity
something else is in my way
my clouds have turned gray
i didn't know where i went
where did i go today
prozac and demerol
can't heal the scars
my eyes are flushed
the optic nerve is severed
i am blinded by my fears
i am only a lost cause
i have nothing left in this world
there's nothing left in this world
my pain is strong
i have a headache...
demerol cocktail by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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demerol cocktail
i can feel the weight of the world
pressing down on my sundered shoulders
in my veins i feel the relief
my brain is liberated
no longer stricken by the grief
yet sorrow is elated
i can feel the weight of the world
pressing down on my sundered shoulders
swollen pride and broken hearted
i have no life of my own
i feel as if my soul departed
sinew, cartilage, and bone
i can feel the weight of the world
pressing down on my sundered shoulders
i want to darken the night sky by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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i want to darken the night sky
i want to darken the night sky
i want the moonlight to fade
i want the subtle wind to die
i want to see the light degrade
i want to tear the skyline down
i want to hear the trembling air
i want to make the others frown
i want to tell you that i care
i want to tell you many things
i want the sky collapsing now
i want the relief destruction brings
i want to break the midnight howl
i want to hear the silent sound
i want to see the skin decay
i want my voice to be unbound
i want my vision to turn gray
Can you turn back the clock... by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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Can you turn back the clock...
Can you turn back the clock to get back all of your wasted time?
Could you give me any word to let me know you're not a crime?
Will you tell me anything that I you know I don't want to hear?
Would you tell my enemies and friends my deepest secret darkest fears?
Why did you put me in this place? and here you know I can't escape--
I've suffered through the ignorance; your hidden lies and yellow tape.
What did you say to everyone when you told them that I was done?
And tell me everything you said the day before my life was gone.
Give to me your secret lies and there I will reveal them to
The people whom you fear the most and herein make
More Goes Wrong by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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More Goes Wrong
It starts with a broken alarm
The alarm makes no sound
And for a moment you're deaf
And then your senses come around
Shortly after that time,
Your face bears a grin
And here you're ready
For the day to begin.
Wouldn't you know it? Something goes wrong.
A stubbed, bleeding toe- or falling down the stairs.
Broken alarms don't help and neither does blame.
And as you sit alone you only think that no one cares.
Another weekend; Isn't it great?
The sun is shining in the sky
Later today you have to work
So until that time enjoy yourself.
And here we go; work's starting soon
Hurry, run, and go get dressed--
Grab the keys, go crank t
Fire on the Hilltops by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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Fire on the Hilltops
We reach up to the sun
And we reach up through the heat
There's fire on the hilltops
There's fire in the street.
We can't sit here for nothing
There's a war with human words
There's fire on the hilltops
There's something that we've heard.
I've got a message for you
Something you need to see
There's fire on the hilltops
The fire will set us free.
Well we stood up through the battles
And we took it to the streets
We shouted loud and proudly
We would not face defeat
There's fire on the hilltops
For all the world to see
There's fire on the hilltops
That fire will set us free.
They think I'm apprehended
They'd better think aga
takotsubo syndrome by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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takotsubo syndrome
there is a pain in my chest
the stress is unbearable
at night i cannot rest
though i am so weary
your voices still echos
in my head; your eyes
i see them twinkle still
my longing for you grows
inside me brews a tempest
a storm of great magnitude
i've traveled south and west
just so i could see you
burned bridges might be
mended; but the scars will
forever throb with ill
regard and a loss of self-respect
i hate myself so much
only because of a mistake
despite my attempts to rescue
problems are only elongated
my scars are opened
the wounds have not healed
my appetite wanes as my
desire grows more and more
je sais...
je
The Train, part 1 by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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The Train, part 1
"Enjoy your trip," my mother said to me, as a boarded the train.
"Yeah, yeah whatever. Look mom," I asked her "why are you making me go visit my aunt? And why by train?" Of course, I was frustrated. My aunt was the last person that I really wanted to see of all people. She didn't even have any extra beds, much less, rooms in her house. Every time that I went to visit her, she would get out a crate that was, obviously, way too small.
"Oh, honey, you'll have a good time. You'll even get to see your cousin Jeremy. You haven't seen him in a long time. You two would have lots of fun together." She told me.
"Mom, I hate J
The Train, part 2 by BurningAfterTheDawn, literature
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The Train, part 2
The horrors struck me. I raised my head to observe what hit me in the face. It was still dark though. What I did see though was the silhouette of what appeared to be a man being hung. I thought maybe I was just dreaming. Perhaps I was, perhaps I wasn't. I went back to my less than shoddy room and tried to sleep, but to no avail. The smell of mildew clouded my nostrils too much to begin to try to fall asleep. So there I waited for another 6 hours. Morning came.
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That next morning when I woke up I went to see if the body was still there. It was gone. Not even
First, I want to address this.. have you ever gotten the feeling that someone is telling the person you love lies about you to get at you for something? I feel like that is happening now to me. It's really a horrible feeling and it's really filling me with anger. Now the person I admire so much is doing their best to ignore me and deny my existence despite her knowing how much I care about her.
Next, after my ordeal with my vehicle skidding to a halt on someone's trailer, my mother's car hit a deer. She called tonight and is very hurt about it. I was almost in tears when I heard her on the phone and heard her almost hyperventilating. I thoug
I got into a car accident the other day. Now, I am in debt again. I need about $2500 I think to cover all the expenses from repairs on my vehicle to insurance costs in June. I don't know what to do.
About all I can do is work so I can pay off all of my debts. All of my paycheck and Christmas money from relatives is gone now so I have to start from scratch. I've really done it this time.
For a nominal fee, I will happily assist anyone with writing lyrics for songs, or other reasons, because it's all I can do. I can't draw anything worth a damn, and I don't make enough money from work alone.
he aint really a musician, hes a party artist. He only makes music that have dances that go to em. Not real rap, or any other type of music. Just a party artist
but atleast someone posts their opinion w/o bein afraid of the backlash