Depressions voice.Depressions voice.Depressions voice.
Oh whats that? You're going to kill me? ahahaha! Guess what? I'm already dead. haha! I'm already in your head, GOD this is so easy! You Kill me, You are nothing. You want me gone, you go too. You are no one, nothing, nada without me! You need me. You should be thankful not upset I am here. I have taken prowl to your life and for this act you should let me stay, keep me here. as I say You are nothing without me.
The Frail Wings Of Her VanityOn the Frail Wings of Vanity Of which I do not trust, A Life, A Pleasure, A Lust, Longing for all our desire, To Crush it In a swift movement The world breaks And the destroyer is born.The Frail Wings Of Her Vanity
The ConceptWe Do not think to breathe, we just do it. So why must we think what is good and evil to do? Should we not just know it like we know to breathe? Who teaches us to breathe? We can not just know it, can we? So the same rule should apply to what is good and what is bad, should it not? My point is, In society today how are we to know what is good and what is bad, when all the different messages are mixed up. There are execptions, and loop holes. Should we not just say, you've done bad hand them a FAIR punishment and go on with our lifes but just as normal as breathing we make expections for different people. So how come we are not taught to breatThe Concept
I fell so Alone..."Daughter, my dear daughter. You've been dead for one year know, oh how I miss you. Anything I would give to talk to you again." A mother cired out to her daughter, on the anaversary of her death.I fell so Alone...
"Dear Mother, You never knew, how much I needed you so, I was falling, and you were not there to catch me, so alone I fell, Into a bed of death, It's a relief you know, an escape, It's what I wanted in a way, I only wished you knew, It's not your fault, sure you didn't help, but never was it to be your fault, It was all mine really. But i guess the hard, awful, truth is I got what I wanted, but... But in that process I fell so hard, so
| Hello there, I'm 14 years of age, I used to do photography but lost the ability. I now write poems, they are bad but they come from my heart, and sometimes I just need to share how I feel with the world. That is all I have to say. Goodbye. |
I can't think of a creative title so this'll do xD
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bLaCk rAbBit'S rUnNiNg LaTe!!~
Credit for Lit. Tag goes to Tirsden
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“Charm may be false, and prettiness may be vain.”
hahahah
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In a cold dark world, I live.
It means a lot to me!
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Join these clubs!
~Scales-and-ClawsClub << dragon club
~The-Big-Cats-Club << big cat club
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In a cold dark world, I live.
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Join these clubs!
~Scales-and-ClawsClub << dragon club
~The-Big-Cats-Club << big cat club
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In a cold dark world, I live.
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Join these clubs!
~Scales-and-ClawsClub << dragon club
~The-Big-Cats-Club << big cat club
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