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he cuts a sorry figure, the midnight vendor
among the sleeping bungalows
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i look in the sky. i see the stars.
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Cannibalistic urges antagonized
by the shedding of old skin
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I watch with a tear, that home's new family.
I'll watch it every year, thinking that should be me.
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I love her and She doesn't love me. We try and try, but it never will be.
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idk y or how it happened but I love u. I've loved u sence the 1st time I saw u (remember whn we were six the 1st time we meet. oh that was such a wonderfull day 4 me. I can still remeber it like it was yesterday), it was like
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Run away, run away,
That's how I play
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Play that sacred guitar. play for me, one last time.
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I gave you my heart I gave you my soul
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my love:this poem mainly just came to me
about a relationship I had with a guy that I really loved.
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by bleeding insideout
27 lines,
on Oct 17 10:16 AM 2008. In Hope, Humor, Scoiety, others, self photo, weird, Life, outsider, Sad, thoughts.
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The razor may push away the pain
All I am saying is suicide is not the only way
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i stit and tell you whats going on i watch you try to remain strong
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Behind this door Carved from angels above Deep within my being, Deep within my mind.
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The mother sighs and asks,
"Mirror have they grown?"
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I can't give more then what I've got even if I try to pull and break
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Meets the shore in whispered touch
Holds silky, salty churnings
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Tangled, webbed, together. They sit in twin red chairs
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The music starts and fresh, renewed, the girl begins to dance
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Flightless wings soaring,
Sky light breaking through glass,
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You Let Me Fall Asleep In Your Arms;
I Let Myself Fall For Your Loving Charms.
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Come to think of it,
I've never felt a thought.
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why do we try to be nice..
it doesnt pay off in the end
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if i cut myself would you bleed
when the knife crosses my heart would you feel it
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Respect their choices.
Ignore their voices.
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Written on Aug 9 1:21 PM 2006
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Written on Apr 27 9:25 PM 2006
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Written on Oct 30 6:42 PM 2006
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A whisper corsses your lips but i dont hear a word
they hold the key but when will it work...
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Like a new baby born in a war torn state
Love.
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No fucking bashing. Cutting is a very serious thing.
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Standing there helplessly,
Watching the twin towers,
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Sweet Mylee,
your so wonderful,
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When you smile, my day turns bright,
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All along you were the shadows on my wall
too near to breaking and dark for a fall
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I should let it go;
give up on it
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