Each man kills the thing he loves

Each man kills the thing he loves, by each let this be heard.
Some do it with a bitter look, some with a lattering word.
The coward does it with a kiss, the brave man with a sword.

Some kill their love when they are young, some when they are old.
Some strangle with the hands of lust, some with the hands of gold.
The kindest use a knife because, the dead so soon grow cold.

Some love too little, some too long, some buy and other sell.
Some do the deed with so many tears, and some without a sigh.

For each man kills the thing he loves, yet each man does not die.

Friends

I seem to be fluctuating. Sometimes I've got 45, then I've got 46 friends. Who is adding me and deleting me every other day? Do you do it to confuse me, to see if I still check?

Elysium

No one has said what the truth should be,
And no one decided that I'd feel this way,
If you felt as I,
Would you betray yourself.

But you can't deny how I feel,
And you can't decide for me.

No one should fear what they cannot see,
And no ones to blame it's just hypocrisy,
It's written in your eyes,
And how I despise myself.

But you can't deny how I feel,
And you can't decide for me.

And it's your heart,
That's so wrong,
Mistaken,
You'll never know,
Your feathered sacred self.

But you can't deny how I feel,
And you can't decide for me.

And you can't deny how I feel,
And why should you decide for me.

pictures and lyrics

Sometimes song lyrics say more than I can myself. But I seem to have taken that one a bit too far lately. Gotta stop.

On a more positive note, I have made some new user-icons, chuffed with them.