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phantasmagoria
Full of Ephedrine
Age: 103
Gender: Male
Posts: 44898 | April 25th, 2008 at 05:48am
The days drag on like marathons,
I'm running with barefeet. |
Wanja
In a Hail of Bullets
Age: 33
Gender: -
Posts: 78477 | April 25th, 2008 at 06:01am I refuse to surrender |
yep
Ghost in the Snow
Age: 54
Gender: -
Posts: 64734 | April 25th, 2008 at 06:37am Papa Roach:I'm addicted
I need another hit of you
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Wanja
In a Hail of Bullets
Age: 33
Gender: -
Posts: 78477 | April 27th, 2008 at 07:05am We're living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going over and over and over, roller
coaster. |
phantasmagoria
Full of Ephedrine
Age: 103
Gender: Male
Posts: 44898 | April 27th, 2008 at 07:08am I haven't heard one thing you have said,
this whole time you were talking I was to busy picturing you dead. |
Wanja
In a Hail of Bullets
Age: 33
Gender: -
Posts: 78477 | April 27th, 2008 at 07:11am Living goes by fast, catch your breath
and it will pass you by.
And it won't last, to sulk with the memories you hold. |
SlumrendeUllteppe
Devil's Got Your Number
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Posts: 36571 | April 27th, 2008 at 07:58am I don't belong here
Gotta move on, dear
Escape from this afterlife
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Wanja
In a Hail of Bullets
Age: 33
Gender: -
Posts: 78477 | April 27th, 2008 at 08:22am Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time |
yep
Ghost in the Snow
Age: 54
Gender: -
Posts: 64734 | April 27th, 2008 at 09:58am In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground |
SlumrendeUllteppe
Devil's Got Your Number
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Posts: 36571 | April 27th, 2008 at 10:17am I'm sorry, I can't be perfect.
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phantasmagoria
Full of Ephedrine
Age: 103
Gender: Male
Posts: 44898 | April 27th, 2008 at 05:52pm To put it nicely I hope you choke,
A poet of sorts but I'm not enough to give you an eyesore.
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yep
Ghost in the Snow
Age: 54
Gender: -
Posts: 64734 | April 27th, 2008 at 06:02pm I saw you in a dream
You're falling apart at the seams
I heard it in your voice
That you had no choice |
phantasmagoria
Full of Ephedrine
Age: 103
Gender: Male
Posts: 44898 | April 28th, 2008 at 06:15am Climb, climb, climb to fall. |
Jack's broken heart
Awake and Unafraid
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 10398 | April 28th, 2008 at 07:07am I was alone...
I was all by myself...
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Matthew-
Shotgun Sinner
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 7217 | April 29th, 2008 at 02:57pm Fall back
Take a look at me
And you'll see I'm for real
I feel what only I can feel
And if that don't appeal to you
Let me know
And I'll go
'Cuz I flow
Better when my colors show
And that's the way it has to be
Honestly
'Cuz creativity could never bloom
In my room
I'd throw it all away before I lie
So don't call me with a compromise
Hang up the phone
I've got a backbone stronger than yours
If you're trying to turn me into someone else
Its easy to see I'm not down with that
I'm not nobody's fool
If you're trying to turn me into something else
I've seen enough and I'm over that
I'm not nobody's fool
If you wanna bring me down
Go ahead and try
Go ahead and try
You don't know
You think you know me like yourself
But I fear
That you're only telling me what I wanna hear
But do you give a damn
Understand
That I can't not be what I am |
Wanja
In a Hail of Bullets
Age: 33
Gender: -
Posts: 78477 | April 29th, 2008 at 03:07pm I'm a waste like you
With nothing else to do.
May I waste your time too? |
Jack's broken heart
Awake and Unafraid
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 10398 | April 29th, 2008 at 03:46pm Papa Roach:I'm a waste like you
With nothing else to do.
May I waste your time too? |
Matthew-
Shotgun Sinner
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 7217 | April 30th, 2008 at 06:36pm I will break into your thoughts
With what's written on my heart
I will break, break
I'm so sick,
Infected with where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss,
Selfishness
I'm so sick
I'm so sick |
Wanja
In a Hail of Bullets
Age: 33
Gender: -
Posts: 78477 | April 30th, 2008 at 06:41pm Shame pulses through my heart
From the things I've done to you
It's hard to face, but the fact remains
That this is nothing new
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Wanja
In a Hail of Bullets
Age: 33
Gender: -
Posts: 78477 | Pain bottled up about to blow like a gun |
