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This hazy gray that blankets day has trapped my thoughts inside me / / I want to scream from all these dreams you've haunted for so long / / I can't help thinking that you're drinking in this situation / / And
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Living at home I had to try you. / I hated your smell and after with one bite / Vented how yucky you were to my parents. / Even aimed for a
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I'm waiting for the rain to fall / and wash away my memories of you / I’m waiting for this pain / To go with it to / You hurt me / More th
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Life's a game of russian roulette. Your life a bullet in the barrel.
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Feet pounding, one after the other
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Another rain tonight, and as I walk the dark streets,
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Take a peek inside The mind of the insane...
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Paint me a picture of suffering And I'll show you happiness So what if I'm a sadomasochist
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whats the point? thats right, whats the point?
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I'm a new member,so I am still trying to get my head around the rules in all these competitions. Fun to enter though.
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with the light breeze of quaint memories in the midst of our lives the defiant remnants of our ages past
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would you really sell yourself for a piece of my soul?
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A purple reminder of what I said a hurtful tone plays in my head
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Rip away this anguish, Let me lay in silence.
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And I guess you believed that filthy song...
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A year ago I saw you yesterday
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Inside of me Is my own freak on a leash My demon waiting to be released
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1.) Please describe you spirituality, your sincerity, and your reality. Reality.
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Look at you so beautifully broken
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based on the movie. once again to those who oppose... um, well..
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I can’t take this any longer The next time its over And I won’t feel bad,
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As I sit, and dream of you Loveing memories are now construed
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I don't like this one but what the heck. why not!?
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I should just let it go Just leave it be
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time somebody told me I wouldn't make it out of high school
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short, sweet, and to the point
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Some say forgiveness don't exists Some say forgiveness ain't for them
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Why live life if your not going to believe god exists We are human but so were ones in the word
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For my multi colored cat Missy
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just anther poem i had written for creative writing in high school
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Let us grow old together, dear In good times and in bad
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on Jan 23 12:45 AM 2007. In whatever
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She didn’t need a dramatic entrance, or a dramatic exit. Fancy things never pleased her. She preferred to be who she was and do the things
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a black embrace wraps itself around us.
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