Two sides it holds. Both keep its secrets but only one reveals the truth. It's like playing God in a way. One watching over the other in darkness behind a thin sheet of nothingness, and the other going about its way doing what it pleases without a single thought. When asked by the other what they do and lie everything is exposed.

Beautifully vulgar, radiant with darkness. She's all that I long for, all that I need. To feel her warmth pouring out of her lifeless body as I hold it in my arms. To be the bringer of the end of her time. To have the satisfaction of destroying beauty; taking it away from the world just to make it a darker place. That is all that I long for, all that I need.

As I have heard many people say, "people are born good, but only with time do they become corrupt or evil." This is, in my opinion, is the most amazing example of hope. For all of those who have said this, they see that everyone has a choice, but only the person can choose. Just to know that some accept the fact that there are both good and bad people in the world shows understanding to a deep level. In fact it's gives me hope to know that such people with open minds exist. I personally believe this. One can only take so much of good or bad until they get pushed to the point of madness or curiosity, but it is at that time when they have the opportunity to become more or less of what they are at the current time. Only they themselves can take control and become something much greater that is strived for by many.

If you wanna live, then live. If you wanna go, then go.

Because if we lived a long time ago these would be my love letters to you.

On, it's on.

I'm alone sitting with my broken glass.

Just like the driftwood of a dream.

If you ain't go to kids by 21 you're probably going to die alone.

Ahh la la la la

I miss the taste of the sweeter life, I miss the conversations.

This time don't feel right.

On a moon lit night I'm just sitting at the bar.

For all of those that say there is no such thing as magic I advise that you listen to storm comin' by the waillin' Jenny's. If you really think about it, it's like being in an old timy Wild West/ New Orleans sene. The trouble and excitement that is implied in this song is so tangible that some might want to reach and grab it for themselves. Just writing about it makes me proud to understand the feel of the music so it can do its job and take me to another place, just like a book.......one of the most magical things ever made.