Seeking An AnswerAll I wanted was some tiny piece of the truth It's not much to ask for, after all I have given you so much more Tired of being the fool, the one taken for granted The one thing I wish for you is to feel my misery you've causedSeeking An Answer
This Maddening DesireShatter me that look of yours. You know the one I mean, the look you use on everyone you want to fuck. You always run away and hide behind the wall of your ready made excuses.This Maddening Desire
Why do I even try? Why do I even care? There is something about you that I cannot ignore. This maddening desire doesn't die, wilt or ever really disappear.
I would forsake all to be the one and only of your dreams. Something I know will never happen. I will only be the one for the moment, afternoon, as long it takes me to put my clothes back on.
You don't treat me like a common wh
Star StarStar
Eyes looking bright from far too many drinks Words about romantic dreams spill from your lips In the warm night you tell me your fears
And how you never want me to leave If only it were true If only it wasn’t the booze talking All these words of love are never to be said In the cold, harsh light of day, The hangovers bashing our minds and making us blind None of this will be remembered…. By you
The Blackness of YouThe Blackness of You By Dolli DaggerThe Blackness of You
What you are sickens me, repulses me
Your soul stinks of rotting flesh
Do I dare believe a word the spews from your mouth? I cannot do that to myself, not again. You have hurt me, but yet I am still here Wanting, needing the kind of absolution only you can give What kind of fool does that make me? Your sucker, your follower, your true believer.
Then it Comes Again...Then it comes again...Then it Comes Again...
This aching feeling in my heart. I think of him and hate myself for it. A strange throbbing behind my emotions. It signals that I have once again succumbed. I try to deny it and fail yet again.
I get my hopes up and they are once again dashed by the memory. It would never work, and so here we are back at square one. Longing for closure, but knowing it will never come. I know I must abandon my efforts here. Yet, I cannot help but wonder, if all is truly futile.
Still, my little glass heart doesn't wish to be broken again. And so
on the topic of hot suicideMISS DOLLIDAGGER::: "Ok, so I'm on MySpace. Don't care for the site but a few artists I adore have pages. Anyway, so I do a search because I'm bored a goth type search. I was startled ( in a way) at the amount of people that used Suicide as some part of their name. Waaaayyyyyy back in um..... hold on.... too much drink over the years.......later 90's? That sounds right I had this God awful pen name- Droux ( pronounced Drew) Suicide. I had a zine at the time and I learned my lesson about using my real name with it. Man, there are some musicians out there that are nothing but bitchy little girls, but I digress. People that mattered remembon the topic of hot suicide
"I Think We're Alone Now"
Love Dazed
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
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Success is wonderful if we can achieve it without whoring our concepts. Charles Bukowski
love you sis!
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
--
Success is wonderful if we can achieve it without whoring our concepts. Charles Bukowski
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There are places in this world that have not been fully explored...most of those reside within our own minds...
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
--
RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
xxoo
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