Cassie Picariello

Can't this, can't that!
What can we do?
Fright and fire everywhere,
Wars, suffering.
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Jealousy.
The giant of darkness;
Making and breaking;
Trying to be different;
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Fading away,
Fake depression,
The sadness in his eyes.
Does he really deserve the pain?
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In this dream of self destruction,
I see your shadow.
Amongst the wrongly persecuted,
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My regrets are haunting me,
remorse engulfs me,
and together we pray our repent.
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Strong on the outside,
with a kindhearted soul,
The sparkle in his eyes shows love.
I will not leave;
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Happy are we,
Who can play in the streets,
Be who we want,
Free are we.
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Black and red;
All the damned blood...
Filling the room; Surrounding me.
I need this.
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While standing at the gates to hell,
I ask myself a question.
Why did I live my life in the ground?
Ignoring my potential,
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That place I call hell is really my home,
and it hurts when you leave me knee deep and alone;

While you're feeding her your lies,
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The notes, the sounds,
The stanzas;
A beat to crack the icy ground.
The music to my soul.
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I'm in the darkness,
and un-lit sunrise waiting to fall;
I died in battle,
a struggling soldier unable to breath;
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Hiding and crying;
Broken hearts litter the ground.
Carelessness and ignorance;
Can't he see the pain he brings me?
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