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09 May 2008 @ 08:54 pm
F.U.C.K: The love-crushes are killing me again  
I felt sick of waiting answer, the miracle, the wings that would save me of the world of non-humans...
I love you. I hate you. Am I ever on your mind?!!
I'm cold, but I'm still here cuz I'm so BLIND !!
Now I'm so damn cold and you're not MINE !!
iI don't look like they do, and I don't love like they do
But I don't hate like they do.
 
I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT YOU !!!
 
 
Current Mood: sad
Current Music: a Cold one...
 
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semiotic_heart
03 May 2008 @ 02:58 pm
Hand of sorrow  
 The child without a name grew up to be the hand
To watch you, to shield you or kill on demand
The choice he'd made he could not comprehend
His blood a grim secret they had to command

He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He prayed for both but was denied

So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?

The curse of his powers tormented his life
Obeying the crown was a sinister price
His soul was tortured by love and by pain
He surely would flee but the oath made him stay

He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He prayed for both but was denied

So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?

Please forgive me for the sorrow, for leaving you in fear
For the dreams we had to silence, that's all they'll ever be
Still I'll be the hand that serves you
Though you'll not see that it is me

So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?
 
 
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semiotic_heart
19 January 2008 @ 12:34 pm
Driven Under...  
Do you think I’m faking. when I’m lying next to you? Do you think that I am blind
nothing left for me to lose? Must be something on your mind. something lost and left behind
Do you know I’m faking now? Do you know I’m faking when I’m lying next to you?
Do you know that I am blind to everything you ever do? Must be something on your mind
something lost for me to find Do you know I’m faking?
Then she told me she had a gun. it sounded like she’d used it once before on him
Then she told me she had a gun. it sounded like she’d used it once before, oh man
I guess you know I’m fakin. when I tell you I love you. I guess you know that I am blind
to everything you say and do. Must be something on my mind. there’s nothing left for me to hide. Do you know I’m faking? Then she told me she had a gun. it sounded like she’d used it once before on him. Then she told me she had a gun. it sounded like she’d used it once before, oh man. We have to succumb to the feelings we can never face. I need you. I breathe you. I can’t go through this all again. We have to succumb to
the feelings we can never face I need you. I breathe you. I can’t go through this… Then she told me she had a gun. it sounded like she’d used it once before. Then she told me she had a gun. it sounded like she’d used it once before on him. Then she told me she had a gun. it sounded like she’d used it once before, oh man. Then she told me she had a gun. she says she wants to use it on me now…
 
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semiotic_heart
26 November 2007 @ 10:15 pm
WTF is a friend? ...and the little damn nostalgia again...  
Someone who knows my rainbow of emotions and feelings, knows my ideas and my trials and was not surprised when I am being myself.
Someone who does not maljuzgue or misunderstood, or condemn or criticize, or disparages or overestimate or scorned, or mistake my true self.
Someone who support my bad moods, as much as my ridiculous laughter.
Someone who is at my side all the time, not necessarily in their physical state.
Someone to care for my heart as well as my body.
Someone who does not have differences, despite our differences.
Someone with whom they can share everything I have been, I am so I can become, thanks to him.
Someone beside me to sing my favorite song, when my memory fails.
Someone who is not my equal and my top or my lower.
Someone who I wait on the other trapeze to give my leapfrog.
Someone who can share with my silence comfortably.
Someone whose presence I remember that my love of the Father feels for me.
Someone who let me be for him, everything that I want him to be for me.

...blah blah blah.
Or at least that's what makes you think.

Something that I hate bout myself is the obsession with other people. Believe me, it is annoying. When that person is gentle with you at the beginning and earns your trust, you feel as if you were alone in the circle. Ten surrender your entire being and you said that you want. You are not anything without her. It's your best friend.

For reasons of destiny , you're separated, and now every minute without her is eternal. She said once she miss you. But you didn't say cuz you think you're gonna sound a lil lesbian with taht comment. But it's obvoius that you feel the same. She was the only one for you. The person to whom you handed over completely.

One day, she didn't see you anymore, the days and months pass, and even call you. At least it does not want to wait to see more. This is where you start thinking too many things not previously wanted to accept. But everything was linked itself. You feel stupid after so long wanted. You hate everything now
Only want the farther you. We no longer want to know more about it. YOU HATE HER. you don't wanted accept it at beggining, but it's true YOU FUCKING HATE HER !!

my rainbow of emotions and feelings? SO, FUCK MY DAMN RAINBOW OF EMOTIONS AND FEELINGS!! MY-DAMN-BLACK-RAINBOW

...ahh...and Once again recalling my damn nostalgia, now it says a lot of things that my mouth cannot. I've always said, music is a strange way of liberation. it says MORE than you trying to find the way...I SANG IT WHEN I WAS LIKE 11 OR 12 !!! i love this song, is one of my fav=P  : ANASTACIA - "LEFT OUTSIDE ALONE" XD

 [INTRO:]
All my life I’ve been waiting
For you to bring a fairy tale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It’s not okay I don’t feel safe
I don't feel safe..
Ohhh.. 
[V1]
Left broken empty in despair
Wanna breath can’t find air
Thought you were sent from up above
But you and me never had love
So much more I have to say
Help me find a way 
[CHORUS]
And I wonder if you know
How it really feels
To be left outside alone
When it’s cold out here
Well maybe you should know
Just how it feels
To be left outside alone
To be left outside alone 
I tell ya..
All my life I’ve been waiting
For you to bring a fairytale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It’s not okay I don’t feel safe
I need to pray 
Why do you play me like a game?
Always someone else to blame
Careless, helpless little man
Someday you might understand
There’s not much more to say
But I hope you find a way 
Ohhh. Pray...
Ohh.. Heavenly father..
Save me.. Ohhhh..
Whoaooooaoooooo

CHORUS

All my life I’ve been waiting
For you to bring a fairytale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It’s not okay I don’t feel safe
I need to pray...
 
 
Current Location: The Hell
Current Mood: thoughtful
Current Music: Anastacia - Left Outside Alone
 
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semiotic_heart
18 October 2007 @ 09:11 pm
agh ... crap  
I went to a Conference at the University last Thursday in my school. Actually, I liked it what spoke there, you know? I think that after all Audiovisual Language it is what I expected, but it also made me doubt on wheter if really wanted to study either, Graphic Design; Not already know:(...

Recently I felt as if everything bother me, I hate when alone for a while, I was sick; Because I do not have much to do or where to go. Perhaps I have been plunged into a deep hole of agony where the only thing left is you feel the emptiness, melancholy feel to be there within, as if everything bother you, you become ill. You have no where to go, what to do, rather than staying still hoping that it's time to open your wings and get out of there fast.
Planning to edit some things, but I got so discouraged that not even meaning to be found here. I did not know what to do, I just wanted to go. 

...agh... crap...
Once I started to think: Is it possible that I am already tired of the world from nothing and even though he no longer wants to continue gathering sense here? . Detained without anything to do, walk senseless, waiting for the new day just to feel the same.
That is not so melancholy or am obsessed with certain things in my past, but is it necessary to reach the point of just wanting to go away from everybody and everything trying to find an answer to many questions sailing in my head at this lake doubts and decisions? You can say that this is a crazy, but for me it is just one more of these splendid ideas of Lake of decisions ... this place so strange.
Close your eyes, and a gray world stirs your mind, making you feel is yours, there is no time, nor place, nor space ... only you and gray background. You see certain things done in reality it is not easy to manage...
There comes a time when so much shit I want to forget and try to go back on my five senses, making sober view, I am not drunk ... but everything is moving to my disadvantage, I am well, I have nothing, I just want to return to the reality once more.
 
 
Current Location: another Hell
Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: Scorpions - Humanity
 
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semiotic_heart
04 October 2007 @ 08:23 pm
Kitsch Object =(  

In a strange and semi-circular way a human head explore everything that takes it. Holding a thought and envolving it into a sea of ideas, searching the perfect one to take as yours, Appropriating of it. Like a basement girl trying to escape.
In a moment, you close your eyes and think about let life happen without you in the place. Explore wherever that takes you...like a human head.
Once sitting in a alone world I was trying to find a miracle, an answer, a wings that save me right now in this sea of ideas. It was like swimming in the middle of a blood pool, suffocated, asphyxiated, Confused by all the opposing answers for just one fucking question. Confused for the lake of decisions.
There's a lot of answers for the same question, you just choose the perfect one to take it like yours like the human in your head, walking in circles.
In a moment you feel the ground on your feet and think about walk with no sense, living thinking you have other life, you are another person...everybody but not yourself...a zombie...I call everything crap.
You are listening the same sad song over and over again...look around...you look yourself...and call yourself crap.

i try to be an artist...
I MISS MY PAST LIFE BUT I CAN'T GET IT AGAIN!!!
oh-my-blackmarket mind!:o



*no one believe in me*

 
 
Current Mood: crappy
Current Music: Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars
 
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