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 i am the girl of your dreams i wrap you up in my polluted air the vision of me isn't what it seems the scars i inflict are too much for you... [read more] |
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love has never been a friend of mine i don't even think i believe in him maybe my bitterness has made me blind the line between love and hat... [read more] |
 what the fuck is wrong with me worthless hopless and lonly why, why the fuck even try itll never work out id rather die and ill be gone lif... [read more] |
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when your thoughts become your enemy and a knife becomes your friend, there is no returning when youd rather greet a fall to death than liv... [read more] |
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why is it so hard to hide it? why is it so hard to end it? why is it so hard to find someone that gives a shit? why is it so hard to do it?... [read more] |
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they all want me to be like the rest, but they dont see that i dont want to be the rest is evil, the rest is normal, the rest hates everythi... [read more] |
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it needs to end, it needs to stop, it needs to leave me alone how can it end, how can it stop, how can it leave me alone why cant it end, w... [read more] |
 She’s the one who gave me life. She’s the one, my father’s wife. She’s the one that kept me fed, And tucked me safely into bed. She’s the o... [read more] |
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Copyright 12/5/00 Dear Mary ever virgin mother of our lord, If I may have just a word, About his childhood , not in the book If you don't m... [read more] |
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Copyright 10/29/00 The Burger House Queen Cleans and cleans Wondering how things Might have been. Had she been a singer or a star Instead... [read more] |
 An angel left My angel left But a saint appeared My sweet saint appeared She left long ago But only now can I see She left because her ang... [read more] |
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retracing my steps I tread carefully past the underbrush excitement filling me of the sight beyond inhaling the... [read more] |
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Been so lonely so long and fate has been cruel. Love faded away like mist on a sunny day. A heart that is still and like stone A mind that... [read more] |
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I blew the dust away And held the weathered frame At angle in the light To see the portrait well I felt a sudden jolt She seemed to look at... [read more] |
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I fight the good fight I pluck those rebel grays In all their subtle shades Leaving only the jet blacks Of the boy I long forgot I imagine... [read more] |