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->i am but a cruel persons pet..left alone until needed, called upon once more to provide some security..purpose or simply to occupy time and kill boredom..what have i become...i go back to him with all i have when he calls just to wait upon another beating, scolding...just to be thrown aside once more...i am stupid..i take it all in no matter what..no matter how i try to escape myself and my feelings i cant. i know better but my heart overpowers my mind..i dont know anymore..i give up...i hate him but i hate myself more...for loving him for the reasons i hate...why must i be the way i am? i am unwanted, unnecessary..and unworthy...i wish i didnt exist..but this world that keeps me is the cruelest of all my surroundings...keeping me to watch the horrible reactions of my worst mistakes..keeps me here in agony..laughing at my sorrow...kicking me down once i crawl to my feet...bah damn u world

"Missing"



Please, please forgive me,

But I won't be home again.

Maybe someday you'll have woke up,

And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:

"Isn't something missing?"



You won't cry for my absence, I know -

You forgot me long ago.

Am I that unimportant...?

Am I so insignificant...?

Isn't something missing?

Isn't someone missing me?



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Even though I'd be sacrificed,

You won't try for me, not now.

Though I'd die to know you love me,

I'm all alone.

Isn't someone missing me?



Please, please forgive me,

But I won't be home again.

I know what you do to yourself,

Shudder deep and cry out:

"Isn't something missing?

Isn't someone missing me?"



[CHORUS]



And if I bleed, I'll bleed,

Knowing you don't care.

And if I sleep just to dream of you

And wake without you there,

Isn't something missing?

Isn't something...



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all around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces

bright and early for the daily races

going nowhere going nowhere

their tears are filling up their glasses

no expression no expression

hide my head i wanna drown my sorrow

no tomorrow no tomorrow

i find it kinda funny i find it kinda sad

the dreams in which im dying are the best ive ever had

i find it hard to tell u i find it hard to take

when people run in circles its a very very mad world

I've watched you change

Into a fly

I looked away

You were on fire

I watched a change

In you

It's like you never

Had wings

Now you feel

So Alive

I've watched you change

I took you home

Set you on the glass

I pulled off your wings

Then I laughed

I watched a change

In you

It's like you never

Had wings

Now you feel

So alive

I've watched you change

It's like you never

Had wings ahhh ahh ahhh

I look at the cross

Then I look away

Give you the gun

Blow me away

I've watched a change

In you

It's like you never

Had wings

Now you feel

So Alive

I've watched you change.

Now you feel Alive

You Feel Alive

I've watched you change

It's like you never

Had wings ahhh ahh ahhh

It's four in the morning, the end of December

I'm writing you now just to see if you're better

New York is cold, but I like where I'm living

There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.



I hear that you're building your house deep in the desert

Are you living for nothing now, hope you're keeping some kind of record.



Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair

She said that you gave it to her

That night when you planned to go clear

Did you ever go clear?



Ah, the last time we saw you, you looked so much older

Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder

You'd been to the station to meet every train

But she never turned up I'm Lili Marlene



And you treated some woman to a flake of your life

And when she got home she was nobody's wife.

Well I see you there with a rose in your teeth

One more thin gypsy thief

Well I see Jane's awake

She sends her regards.



And what can I tell you oh what can I tell you

What can I possibly say?

I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you

I'm glad that you stood in my way.



And if you ever come by here, be it for Jane or for me

I want you to know your enemy's sleeping, I want you to know your woman is free.



Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes

I thought it was there for good so I never really tried.



And Jane came by with a lock of your hair

She said that you gave it to her

That night when you planned to go clear

my surroundings no longer glow the with light and joy of the holidays..the people around me have again found their strict and cold selves. they walk with haste, as though to argue with every step. the world grows cold once more. losing the light brought by the season. the snow has gone. melted away by the searing heat of the winter sun. lost droplets of water and ice never to be seen once more. lost to the earth the damp soil covered with the carpet of decaying green. evenings growing longer..signalling the signs that winter has begun to die once more..leading to the growing spring. its merely january and the air is warm and heavy. another storm would be welcomed. bringing the same coldness and lack of clarity that i feel within. i am but a storm, concealing pain and tears behind drifts of forced laughter and fake smiles. hiding true thoughts behind the silence i dare not break