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Stupid Boy you may be in Honor math and English
Your still a Stupid Boyby awesomeEmma 9 lines, 4 minutes ago. In Angst, Life, Thoughts, Teenage thinking, Personal., Goodbyes, Love, Weird, Humor -
Some are long time tough butchers
pitchers sax players hookersby Roaming Thunder 19 lines, 58 minutes ago. In Weird, Personal, Lost in thought, Dedication, My own style, My life -
Assume infinity in the face of finite,
finding solution in darkness rather than light. -
Have you ever thought,
while you sit around and rot, -
My Best Friends and I fight
My Best Friends and I laugh at the dumbest things -
I see you in a jar,
kept there for how beautiful you are, -
by A Prophet of 3 32 lines, 4 comments, 2 hours ago. In Contemporary, Life, Other, Personal, Society, Thoughts, Weird
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fire and ice, chaos beyond belief,
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Forever's just a word you say,
It doesn't mean a thing when they never stay. -
Think about taking walks
complain and hesitateby Roaming Thunder 18 lines, 10 hours ago. In Thoughts, My life, Personal, My own style, Other, Weird -
Wild game I thought I got rid of
roll dice moving to prove a loveby Roaming Thunder 23 lines, 10 hours ago. In Dark, Other, Weird, Depressed, Lost love, My own style -
Watching people in the park lazy
lay in green grass as a kid comes close -
I lay there simply,
begging for prayer to some degree.by coolstorybro 27 lines, 2 comments, 1 day ago. In Spiritual, Thoughts, Weird, Nature, Religion, Abstract, Experimental -
A Twilight Experience Is A Scary One
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Open your mind to me my little honey dew drop! Let your mind become one with mine!
Let's let our imaginations run wild with controlable excitment! Let's sail across the vast deep blue sea's! Let's venture deep into dark caves -
Waking up in the middle of the night,
swimming in constant agonizing pain,by SmokinHotWhiteTiger 26 lines, 3 comments, 1 day ago. In Dark, Gruesom. Graphic, Other, Pain, Weird, My Own Style -
My heart marches on; it is not the battle I seek, but there is something deeply wrong with me....
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Drench in my own sweat
I breathe a slient ''O'' -
The crowd got noisy ... yelling for more, they had not a clue and they waited in vainfor the entertainment had waltzed out the doorand out in the street in the simpering rainwith big black umbrellas en masse they walked ondow
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Fetch forward those who have dared
Dared to dream and dared to burn -
Your essence was my high
Your kisses made me fly -
Salty goodness,
Leaves greasy stains,
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