Am I unjustily selfish for my veiws and points placed upon the foundation and charastics of love. Love, the word the population uses in excess, the word is faded, grey and grossly misunderstood as other terms accounted for the expressions of like, fond of, and caring. There is, however, I gap beyond all recognition between these words and their ( Read more... )

When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said son when you grow up
Will you be the savior of the broken?
The beaten and the damned?
Will you defeat them, your demons?
and all the non beleivers and their plans?

Because one day I will leave you a phantom
to lead you in the summer
to join the Black Parade

I stand alone in the darkness
The winter of my life,
Came so fast
Memories open to sadness
Today I still recall...

Oh how happy I was then.
There was no sorrow
There was no pain
Walking through the green feilds
Sunshine in my eyes....

I'm still there, everywhere
I'm the dust in the wind
I'm the star in the northen sky...

I never stay anywhere
I'm ( Read more... )