Ghosts.I hear the voices taunting me, I'm hating each word they say. I know your ghost is haunting me, Could you please just send it away? The screams are still inside my throat, The pain is in my head. Could you please just sing me one more note before I go to bed? A mother waked up shouting, To see her boy is dead. She knows his girl is running On empty, or so she said. This girl is looking closely, At the grin on his corpse. Tears start flowly swiftly, And hope remains no more. Home again and nothings the same. She withers away to herGhosts.
If Only.If only you could understand, Understand me, but too bad you can't. Can't you see how this is affecting you? You kill me. If only I could live. If only I could know. What is it like, To be perfect? If only you could show me. If only my dreams mattered. Matter is a waste of space, And space is a waste of life. No one cares what you feel, But they feel how you care about them. If only they'd open their eyes. If only they'd shed a tear. If only they weren't perfect. The way you hate them shows. Shows how you regret your existence. ExIf Only.
ForgottenOh, excuse me mister, never knew your name Meant nothing in this empty cage- Bird sing your pleasant little echoe Like an empty hall full of tragedy You couldn't join us one more night Goodnight you never knew my name.Forgotten
How do you plagarize the look in your eyes Full of sorrow like a bitter frost In your glare, your empty star Into the bright bright light of the candle.
Let me know where we go from here Is where i learned how Could we be so close As our next breath, don't forget
To know my name.
Raggedy AnnSilently resting on the hardwood shelf collecting dust and cobwebs she sat. Her once crimson hair had faded to a dull orange and the yarn was beginning to fray at the edges. Patches covered her face, while her dress was a multicolored, mismatched nightmare. The black button eyes sloppily sewn onto her face seemed to understand that she was no longer wanted, but instead was left behind in a world of faerie tales and worn-out dreams. A red popsicle stain graced her left arm, an eternal reminder of lazy summers spent on the back porch withRaggedy Ann
bite me
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Takes a cleansing breath....[stops] [looks back] takes another cleansing breath [wow] everything is beautiful! <3
pathetic i know
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Bangarang.
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..::Yes...that does, indeed, have a double-meaning
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..::Yes...that does, indeed, have a double-meaning
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