thanks ashlee for taking the time to read through mystuff so soon as well. your comments are more then welcome and i hope to improve on what i have written. some lines i feel like write more to but others just seem complete. it is strange as i never shut up but at time when writting i am at a loss for words .
hence me at the moment having a heap of half started verses stanzas full of phrases i love but i am unable to elabarate on them. i need more influences.
thanks again.

here are some of those half done phrases, any suggestions are again welcome...
weeping wounds
open sores
an endless scream
for advocacy
aneathised...
paralized

you ask, but do you care
i reach out, your not there
grasping for the fraying ends
of our tanged lives

sick of you
your high class view
you force on everyone

perfect isn't perfect
remove your mask
the battles down

i hope you will see these in a finished product as well

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We're the faeries from hell and we're all on a death wish

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Fly, Blackbird, fly

Into the light of the dark black night.