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  • Pure Amber’s Acid

    by aacid1 on April 19, 2009
    Pure of hate Pure of acid Pure of darkness Your all my anguish Looking for new choices of some kind of test Looking for my own sense of mind Thinking there’s so much left New choices when we join forces Heres some more darkness from all this hate The hate comes from acid That i truly love to take Not giving up on myself yet Except there’s some much Of a part of me that wants to return to my old ways Planning to move through to a world With the discarded society frame With famous ones With hated ones With forgotten ones With pure ones of a kind That have never been seen or said There’s no type of anyone or anything Now I’m going to my old ways The kind that show us Pure of hate Pure of acid Pure of darkness But there fuckin’ must be something left When i feel wrong there its strong Leave it long forgotten Like i show to be When i appear again Its gonna be hell to pay We’ll see that day the sanity appears but the evil is here look around Amber’s acid has been found Missing for so long now back To its return the darkness appeared so pure When destruction appeared so pure Pure of hate Pure of acid Pure of darkness Your all to pure Amber’s acid you fear Destruction is real cause i know what i feel Pure of hate Pure of acid Amber recognizes Pure of darkness that doesn’t fall far from her
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  • My Redemptions

    by aacid1 on April 19, 2009
    Destroyed, smoked, ignored This world holds more in store My fury must be detained Changed my story Well worth no glory Awakening to my incapability That my life must start In a new beginning

    By the wisdom i have I can view the mistakes I have made as an amateur Who wanted everything Without being willing to work for it Everything I’ve wanted my destiny Shorten to a certain degree

    My life changed by myself For the ignorance of not avoiding Completely my enemy’s In my mind I envision destruction Rationalized by me that i am karma I’ve fallen down at least a hundred times

    Time and again i feel with broken flesh Then venom in my veins Cursed in many ways I will see more then one death Then plenty of redemptions This curse shall end
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