

I'll Never Forget YouI wanna bathe in your blood, lost and engulfed in the flood I wanna drown myself in your sorrows, you took my tomorrows. Kill me now before I change my mind, all is lost never to find. To love is to die, a long life to live and to cry. Can hardly see through all these tears, I crown myself in your fears.I'll Never Forget You
But still I'll never forget you Forgive me because I forgive you Nothing will ever be the same Tear out my heart and write your name I'm no longer ignorant to your game Bittersweetness is your name.
The way you treated me was such a crime, you should have to do ti


Nothing to DoSitting here, in front of a garbage can, With an empty heart in my hand.Nothing to Do
My empty heart taken my a dark stranger, He is my ideation of a love so fleeting. Simply devoted, unwanted. Defeated. In my patheticness, I am still waiting.
Sitting here, in front of a smelly garbage can, Left here by "friends" to feel alone and scammed.
Fake friends to match a fake life. To wish for what she can't have. Perfect love and eccentricity, To always long for, but not to have.
Sitting here in front of a garbage can With an empty life in my hand


He and SheHe said he loved me and called it a mistake, He said he'd kill me and took me on a date. He said he'd bury me under his Trans Am, And then he left me hurt and damned.He and She
She showed him love, he showed her heartache, The game of love knows only high stakes. Betrayal...a love lost and a woman scorned, Between life and death she is torn.
She can only walk in between, her own limbo, Confusion and lonliness are all that she knows. Her only wish could only be fulfilled in her dreams, At least she knows that lovers aren't what they seem.
6/23/02


The Love That Will Never BeSeeing you and him walking hand in hand,The Love That Will Never Be
Feeling even happier than you had planned, I remember my unrequited love I feel inside, A dream of happiness whose hope has died.
You and I got along so great as friends,
At times, helping each other's hearts mend, Talking with you made me feel so great,
You were wonderful to talk to in any state.
As each day passed by, I loved you more,
Blindly not seeing what would be in store,
But you never did ever fall in love with me,
Turned out we couldn't be together happily.
Why can't you see how bad I'm in pain


changeyou change like a revolving door all of a sudden you don't love me anymorechange
i change like CDs in a stereo all of a sudden i want you to let me go
love changes like stores in a mall all of a sudden it doesn't exist at all
everything changes like a switch from off to on all of a sudden everything has gone
THERE IS NO MORE TO READ!!
Get to writing again woman!
What do you think?
(please note that I am away this week - so it might be a little while before I get back to you)
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A storm is rising.
I am not committed to writing at this time. I have to take care of my son and get a place to live first.
You can add me if you want, I will be back on and writing at some point, but I don't know when. It could possibly take several months.
I do greatly appreciate being considered a literary deviant. This is one of the best praises I have received in quite a while. Thank you very much.
So knowing that my commitment is not in this at this time, I can add you when I get my life situated or something.
jark (deviantART's Resident Yellow Alien)
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