UntitledTear my heart up Into a thousand pieces Spread it through You fields of ash Dont know where The wind will blow it Pick it upUntitled
And never look back
The pain I feel When I call your name The pain inside Will walk away The pain wont cease Till everyone hears The pain will last Till I end this song
Crouching in Your fields of anger Trying to see Through my blood stained tears Grasps for air That doesnt seem to be there
I will stay Till these tears run dry Till my heart Mends it
First TimeThe first time I saw you And looked into your eyes Heaven called out to me With a compromise I have to love you And treat you nice Cause if not I’ll loose you To the devils side So I’ll look in your eyes And be by your side So when life goes away We will be alrightFirst Time
GriefA deadly silence breaks the sound Making time seem to stop Leaving everyone in a frightening calm Tears fall like rain drops Nobody saw this coming No one got to say goodbye Everyone is paralyzed with grief Why did such a young girl die? One will miss her more than the rest He will never let himself forget That she died in his arms that night Right after their trembling lips met The words she said before she let herself end “I love you, and I’ll look after you from there.” He kept telling her how great she was And at her closed eyes he stared She wGrief
Idiotic Ways to DieThere are many idiotic ways to die, I’ll name a few to pass the time by. Don’t approach a helicopter if you’re nine foot seven, Or you’ll lose your head and might end up in heaven. Don’t have a paint eating competition with a friend, Don’t check to see if your skull can bend. Don’t play dungeons and dragons with a real sword, And don’t shove a pencil up your nose if you’re bored. Don’t play pass the a butchers knife, Or that will surely end your life. Don’t put a paper clip in an electrical socket, And never try to eat a burning rocket. Don’t play fetch with a rabid dog,Idiotic Ways to Die
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"Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer because of it that increases" ~ Francois Sagan
"Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl?" ~ Anne Frank
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Today, Murder Is Legal
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Today, Murder Is Legal
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Today, Murder Is Legal
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