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♠Expiration Date: January 16, 2012
♠Death is more universal than life,
everyone dies but not everyone lives.
♠Give me the reason to exist.
♠Give me a reason to live.
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Dear GOD,
…thank you for this Beautiful Life.
…forgive me if i don’t love it enough.
DAY NINE ( 9 )
In my life I will paint beautiful clouds
so that in the end I will have beautiful sunset.
And I’ll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there’s sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, “Is everyone here make-believe?”
With a tear in His voice, He said, “Son, that’s the question.”
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
~YOU BE ANCHOR by MAYDAY PARADE
It all goes back to the first kiss
It was the one I thought I’d never miss
Maybe we were one of the lucky ones
Maybe I’m just not quite strong enough
This was supposed to be the easy part
But breaking down is what I found hard
Now I’m wearing this smile that I don’t believe in
Inside I feel like screaming
She gave me every reason to believe I’d found the one
But my doubts somehow they sold me out
I’m bruised and scarred
Save me from this broken heart
All my love will slowly fade and fall apart
Someone please sing this lovesick melody
Call my name if you’re afraid
I’m just a kiss away.
~BRUISED and SCARRED by MAYDAY PARADE
It’s hard to be a man
But I’m doing all I can
I’m ready to give this all I have
I’m ready to be amazed
‘Cause I’m standing here alone
Trying to make this life my own
And nothing will keep this heart from beating
I’m still breathing.
~STILL BREATHING by MAYDAY PARADE
Listen to the plea of this fragile heart.
Empty and cold,
Weak and numb,
Broken and shattered.
Locked up and chained.
Shouting in pain.
Crying in vain.
Begging for you to listen just for a second.
Let it be heard.
Free this heart from falling apart,
Ease away the tears,
Save it from its fears.
For it will become weary and tired.
Soon enough the motion of its beat will stop.
~Hear my Heart
“I’m ALIVE!
I’m ALIVE! Oh, yeah
Between the good and bad’s where you’ll find me
Reaching for heaven
I will fight
And I’ll sleep when I die
I live, my hard life,
I live, my life
I’m ALIVE!”
I’m Alive by BECCA
The flicker of her eyes,
The perfect curves of her lips,
The waves of her hair,
She has a face of an angel.
She’s filled with love, hopes and dreams.
She’s a good daughter, a loving friend and a faithful lover.
She loves to smile and make others laugh.
She’s near to perfection,
But NOT.
She’s not a saint. She’s a sinner.
She breaks the rule.
She steals. She cheats. She lies.
She’s too way sensitive and extremely numb.
BECAUSE
She was loved too much, til it pains and bleeds a lot.
‘Til then she was never heard,
never understood.
She’s living a life she wishes not too.
She dwells in a cage, locked.
(like a bird struggling to spread its wings to fly freely someday)
She has a fragile heart, chained.
(finding the key to break away)
STILL
She’s there existing.
Hoping for something to grasp.
Acquiring for a glimpse of bliss,
from an eternal sweet force
fall from grace.
~SHATTERED
“If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She’ll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh well
Life ain’t always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain’t even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time
And I’ll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I’ve never known the lovin’ of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holdin’ my hand,
There’s a boy here in town, says he’ll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life, well,
I’ve had just enough time”
~IF I DIE YOUNG - Band Perry
No one there’s to listen.
No one’s there to understand.
No one’s there to care.
Now tell me is there any reason for me to live?
In this world full of uncertainties.
