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| hey soah, you're a gifted writer. a little dark, but gifted haha. |
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they call me "hell"
they call me "stacey"
they call me "her"
they call me "jane"
that's not my name
that's not my name
that's not my name
that's not my name
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| yeah when the dark suddenly goes to light. its just not as good. |
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I've been right here.
Thank you whoever complimented my darkness.
Thats just it. The darkness inside of me.
Shonen. Razzy. Make-up. Live in peace, thats what your lord tells you to do, right Shonen? forgiveness.
For being a demonic child, I know more of how to act christian than any christian I know >.>
Dumbasses. I just don't act christian most of the time.
let me try to throw together a poem, shall I?
A death petal in a lonely field,
A field of red leaves and flowers,
does the heart not yield,
to the scrutinizing hours?
Fallen is the soul I am,
Fallen is the martyr of lies,
Broken hearts you cram,
into a vile of lives,
out of the eyes I see,
A small little lad on a tree,
Standing tall and proud,
but broken inside by the crowd,
A gunshot rings in the ears,
of many people all around,
but all the boy hears,
is the hard thud of the ground,
blood red and warmth fill his hands,
No reaction to the people,
Cloth spun into chords and bands,
the boy taken to a steeple,
prayer and wishes sent above,
nothing returned from the God in Heaven,
The boy died in arms of love,
The time of death was 9:11. |
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haha i think its far beyond the point of making up. neways good poem.
also man your "darkness" is cool. you know i love it |
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| haha oh really. im glad you find it fun to piss me of today. would you rather be lonely. i can leave. |
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| I wasn't trying to piss you off.... but sure, be my guest, leave my presence. |
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| kk seeyeah tell me when you want to be the fran i used to know. ill be on myspace if you need me |
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