Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on Oct 12, 2005 4:36:31 GMT
ooc:Another flippin song post...Because I feel like it!...Stop lookin at me like that!!!! ~brandishes spork~ ooh!!!
Anyway...open to all.
Bic:
This night
Walk the dead
In the solitary style
And crash the cemetery gates
In the dress your husband hates
Morgan solomnly walked down to the Graveyard, holding dying roses. She had no rhyme or reason to her wanderings, just felt like it. Her new black and white hair fell limp around her shoulders. She wore a torn scarlet dress, similar to the one she wore on the day of her familys funeral. The dying roses in her hand were an odd color. Black. She magicked a whole field of roses black, just because she thought it would be pretty. The gates to the Cemetery opened, as if waiting for her.
Lay down, mark the grave
Where the search lights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor
She found a mausoleum, and sat, planting the roses, and just sitting there. Sitting there for a couple hours or so, before pulling out a small bottle of a smoking blue liquid. Her favorite drink, frostburn. Straight from the Hogs head.
Back home
Off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun
Staring down a loaded gun
She looked down at her new unmarred skin. How is it, even she commited suicide, and yet was still here? Was she a freak? I mean, sure, Faith and Amelia did it too...so did...Zeion. But that didnt count. He was Murdered. She could pull the trigger on a fully gun And still have the bullets disinegrate or something.
So I won't stop dying
Won't stop lying
If you want I'll keep on crying
Did you get what you deserve?
Is this what you always want me for?
So Joey came back....Saved her, but she had yet to talk to him. And she had something really important to tell him as well. She wanted to tell him,what he probably already knew, but still. She had to tell him...or she would break.
I've lost my fear of falling
I will be with you.
I will be with you.
Anyway...open to all.
Bic:
This night
Walk the dead
In the solitary style
And crash the cemetery gates
In the dress your husband hates
Morgan solomnly walked down to the Graveyard, holding dying roses. She had no rhyme or reason to her wanderings, just felt like it. Her new black and white hair fell limp around her shoulders. She wore a torn scarlet dress, similar to the one she wore on the day of her familys funeral. The dying roses in her hand were an odd color. Black. She magicked a whole field of roses black, just because she thought it would be pretty. The gates to the Cemetery opened, as if waiting for her.
Lay down, mark the grave
Where the search lights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor
She found a mausoleum, and sat, planting the roses, and just sitting there. Sitting there for a couple hours or so, before pulling out a small bottle of a smoking blue liquid. Her favorite drink, frostburn. Straight from the Hogs head.
Back home
Off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun
Staring down a loaded gun
She looked down at her new unmarred skin. How is it, even she commited suicide, and yet was still here? Was she a freak? I mean, sure, Faith and Amelia did it too...so did...Zeion. But that didnt count. He was Murdered. She could pull the trigger on a fully gun And still have the bullets disinegrate or something.
So I won't stop dying
Won't stop lying
If you want I'll keep on crying
Did you get what you deserve?
Is this what you always want me for?
So Joey came back....Saved her, but she had yet to talk to him. And she had something really important to tell him as well. She wanted to tell him,what he probably already knew, but still. She had to tell him...or she would break.
I've lost my fear of falling
I will be with you.
I will be with you.