THE SAD AND GLOOMY THREAD...
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The girl of my dreams rejected me a week ago, and today she stabbed me in the heart by telling me that she liked me last year, but no longer.
WARNING: I'm about to post the lyrics to a song that describes how I feel. They aren't mine, they belong to Marillion
[b:4qag5j80]Marillion
Script For a Jester's Tear[/b:4qag5j80]
So here I am once more, in the playground of the broken hearts.
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned.
Yet another emotional suicide, overdosed on sentiment and pride.
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play,
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday.
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts,
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts.
Too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play, the game is over
The game is over.
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken heart.
I'm losing on the swings, losing on the roundabouts, the game is over, over.
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings, losing on the roundabouts, the game is over
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
The game is over
I act the role in classic style of a martyr carved with twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song to write the rites to right my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken dream to exorcise this silent scream
A scream that's borne from sorrow
I never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow
Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection
And examine the shadows on the other side of the morning
And examine the shadows on the other side of mourning
Promised wedding now a wake
The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why?
As you grow up and leave the playground
Where you kissed your prince and found your frog
Remember the jester that showed you tears, the script for tears
So I'll hold our peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song
Has gone solo in the game, I've gone solo in the game
But the game is over
Can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me
WARNING: I'm about to post the lyrics to a song that describes how I feel. They aren't mine, they belong to Marillion
[b:4qag5j80]Marillion
Script For a Jester's Tear[/b:4qag5j80]
So here I am once more, in the playground of the broken hearts.
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned.
Yet another emotional suicide, overdosed on sentiment and pride.
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play,
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday.
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts,
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts.
Too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play, the game is over
The game is over.
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken heart.
I'm losing on the swings, losing on the roundabouts, the game is over, over.
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings, losing on the roundabouts, the game is over
Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play
The game is over
I act the role in classic style of a martyr carved with twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song to write the rites to right my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken dream to exorcise this silent scream
A scream that's borne from sorrow
I never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow
Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection
And examine the shadows on the other side of the morning
And examine the shadows on the other side of mourning
Promised wedding now a wake
The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why?
As you grow up and leave the playground
Where you kissed your prince and found your frog
Remember the jester that showed you tears, the script for tears
So I'll hold our peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song
Has gone solo in the game, I've gone solo in the game
But the game is over
Can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me
My patron deity is Freddie Mercury.
"If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes, you'll just have to claw your way through this disguise."-Pink Floyd
"If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes, you'll just have to claw your way through this disguise."-Pink Floyd
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Thanks Rooky, but I'm too metal. Even if I did cut my hair and my wrists, the sheer metal of my being would make my hair grow back to past my shoulders and make my wrists heal.
My patron deity is Freddie Mercury.
"If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes, you'll just have to claw your way through this disguise."-Pink Floyd
"If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes, you'll just have to claw your way through this disguise."-Pink Floyd
Speaking of [url=http://youtube.com/watch?v=aC6CPwu0I44:1vt5uuua]METAL...[/url:1vt5uuua]
And this is from myself. My girlfriend, with whom I have been for over 2.5 years, just dumped me because I forgot to put out of my bag some movies we've bought yesterday. I have them with me and am going to work in an hour. So she has just left me, because I didn't leave them at her place. Even though we both have a day off tomorrow.
And this is from myself. My girlfriend, with whom I have been for over 2.5 years, just dumped me because I forgot to put out of my bag some movies we've bought yesterday. I have them with me and am going to work in an hour. So she has just left me, because I didn't leave them at her place. Even though we both have a day off tomorrow.
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They're awesome. Did anyone see the movie, [url=http://youtube.com/watch?v=7L7NBU4krAw:3ik8ytba]The Pick of Destiny[/url:3ik8ytba]? This is the movie's vid. The greatest musical I've seen.
Anyways...getting back on topic.
My soul is as black as the abyss and nobody understands what that feels like. That's why I cut my wrists because I want to die but I'm too retarded to do it properly.
*lol at emos*
My soul is as black as the abyss and nobody understands what that feels like. That's why I cut my wrists because I want to die but I'm too retarded to do it properly.
*lol at emos*
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My patron deity is Freddie Mercury.
"If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes, you'll just have to claw your way through this disguise."-Pink Floyd
"If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes, you'll just have to claw your way through this disguise."-Pink Floyd