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Time for me to take my Prozac yet again. Time for me to begin healing in the end. But I like the darkness that grows in me.
By Chrissy Barnhill3 years ago in Poets
You can take my life; Take my light; But leave my child alone You nasty predator. Leave the innocents innocent; Don't make them sing
Walk onto my land, Let me show you the way; We can follow this path, It'll lead us astray. But be careful behind you, There's always one red eye;
If its "we the people", Then why are WE the PEOPLE Still not being heard? You want my time; My books, My religion, And my speech;
Sinister, scary Mary; Once had a flock of sheep so scary; Even the sun wouldn't shine; and nary A soul in all of the universes
Silencing him only angered him more; for what he sought, some would abhore; to the electricity flowing through his body,
a match made in heaven a match made in hell either, too disturbing to be able to spell the difference between who is and who isn't
Now I'm not looking for normal not looking for a informal sort of span into eternity. To be my king he must match the queen
was just what I neede to finish this racing t D we must conquer all b Duels and darts a a a S n I f by t of smoke and sand.
A repetition of falling streams, I hold the pieces of your dreams, inside your mind. Upon your chest I sit and breath;
sick o' seein all my friends hurting just want to regress retake the test that life threw back into our faces; get rid of all o' the pain
He said, as he closed his eyes to the sound of her voice whispering sweet nothings into his ear. "Fill my body up with this poison