Sweet poison touching my lips,
Nothing more than just a kiss,
To keep me from slowly dying,
So strong as if to stop your lying.

Flying high against my will,
I'm trying to get close enough to kill,
You are my flawed drug, the best,
Not perfect, just didn't pass the test.

Almost too straight-edged, I thought you'd see,
It's madness that only I can be,
Addicted as I may be to you,
I don't want this to ever be through.

How do you stop this feeling inside,
Regardless I try to stop the tide,
I just can't take much more of this,
Sweet poison touching my lips.

Written by [Pillowthief]

Brutal, deceptive,
and above all wicked.
Let me give your sad life meaning.

Written by [Rice]

Who writes this slander
Words without backing
Without grammar
Without proof
Who spills these words
Pass it on, pass it on
It’s a rumor
Without fact
Which of you says such painful things
Without care
As to who you hurt
Without remorse,
You talk, you talk
Who whispers into ears
With such malicious intent
You want to hurt
You don’t care
Who stops these lies?
Who speaks the truth?
Who cares, who cares?
We need you to care.
Oh, we SO need you to care!

Written by [Alexi Ice]

Sometimes,
when I try to remember
who I was in the past
and try to recall myself
in the future,
I simply cannot draw to mind
the image of who I was
or who I will be.

So I'll send myself
a bouquet of forget-me-nots
once a week
or twice a month
with a little card attached
that reads,
"You are me."
And perhaps,
that will be reminder enough.

Written by [Akayume]