In your arms, I rest tonight,
my courage replaced with fright.
All of the horrors, and all of the monsters,
have allied to give me this sight.
They show me my own destruction
at the hands of this emotion.
this thing called love, this thing called hate,
and others with no definition.
I know that these feeling are wrong,
but yet, I express them in song.
I sing of my love, I sing of my hate,
And hold them close so I can belong.
I help you rise to my side,
and together, to heaven we'll ride,
Ismile through my tears, forget all my fears,
and give in to what I feel inside
As I carry on, it is known,
the horrid image I was shown
will someday come true, and I will lie still,
But I'd rather die than be alone.














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Also, thanx for the watch.
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"Logic makes us realize the truth, and makes us pessimistic about the future, rendering us unable to do things that require determination. Therefore, Logic is illogical."
-Me, Myself, I, Thyself, Yours Truly, A Hypothetical Person
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