

If OnlyIn so many words I never saidIf Only
So many things I'd never admit
You look at me with eyes so red
I sit on the sidelines and just sift through my head
All the words I should have said
Things that would have fallen upon deaf ears
You wonder how I really felt
But deep inside you always knew
Even when you would ask I would just stare blankly
As I told you I could care less
Inside I cried
If only I could say all those things I never said
If only if wasnt if


Hated love of a new tommorowWe hate the unknownHated love of a new tommorow
Unknown to us is that we have no knowledge of ourselves
or who we really are
From wence we came is a mystery
It seems that we do not hate the unknown
But in fact we hate ourselves for not knowing such a trivial thing
In the end unknown to us is hate


Enigma Of LifeWith hasten hearts and shallow thoughts you are born.Enigma Of Life
Not of a caring tommorrow, but a silent curse upon both parts.
In doing so you have united two into one while destroying the original.
Yet in some ill fated attempt at humour you are damned to do the same.
Live not the life given or taught but that of a shallow thought of love and a quickened pace of heart.
For it is destine.
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