The Death Of Me I was your cure, And you were my disease. I was saving you, But you were killing me.

Trainers Let me show you. It's how you learn, Wait a moment Then it's your turn. For open season Has just begun. But not for animals And there is no gun. Turn the handle On the door. Once you get some You will forever Want more.

Show Me Myself Metal, Glass, and tears. Stuck in your trap. Now all I see are mirrors. What are you thinking? Showing me myself. Because in the mirror isn't cunning or stealth. Rain, Fog, and a little bit of sickness. Draining souls, #life and blood, Is not sane I must confess. But now when I see my reflection. All I see is hate, pain, and rejection. For now the mirrors start to break, And the blood begins to fall. For it was for your own sake It was for your own good. For there is nothing in the mirror. I was just always in your head up here..

Shadow Shadows dim within the forest blue. Cold on the night I found you. Together we were And together we'll stay As long as you wait. Please don't go away. My quiet child of foreign light I've always loved you Ever since that night. Shadows dim within the forest blue. Cold on the night I found you. Mystic mist and calm storms Gray sky and full moon The storm is coming So be ready soon. I'll hold you close next to me For I've always loved you Can't you see? Shadows dim within the forest blue. Cold on the night I fell in love with you.

Connie's Magic This is a story I am possibly going to write chapter by chapter.. Please tell me what you think... Words, that's all they were. Words I didn't understand letters that mashed together in my head and caused me to stumble. Words were my downfall. Reading was something I had always strived for ,but never have gotten. Now Art, that was something I understood. Something I not only liked ,but loved. It was as if the pictures could speak to me. Like there was some beautiful message hidden between each paint stroke. It was as if magic had taken hold of the artist so that they could take the meaning and turn it into art. For this is what I wanted I wanted this magic. I wanted to be able to create something so great. I wanted to create a piece of art.