What is it
You see it.   You know it's there.
Sometimes it even gives you a scare. 
Sometimes it makes you see things that are rare.
It fills your head with lust and temptation.
No doubt-- it's your imagination
My Heart
My heart has a mind of it's own...
It knows when to be blue: when it realizes it'll never have you.
It knows when to be strong: when it realizes you and her are all wrong.
It can't keep me from falling in love. 
My heart only knows love.
My heart only knows you.
Please know my heart.
The Black Rose
I go to sleep full lof hopes and dreams,
I wake up and for a long time it seems,
I set peering at the black rose.
It symbols death, this everyone knows.
"But will I live or die?" I ask full of woes.
Nobody answers and I soon begin to doze.
I never wake up and my loved ones know that it was the black rose that caused my woes.
The Mist
I looked and in the grey mist a scared little girl stood.

I wanted to help her.....if I knew how and could.

I wondered what could happen to terrify her so.

Then I realized that me.....I should know.

I looked and in the grey, misty, mirrored image, a scared little girl stood.......Me.
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