hmm june sumthen:S?fucking STRESSED AS HELL
gonna fail all my exams i just seee it
im brown i can foresee my future
im gonna clean shoes for people
or train in another terrorist camp
ahahah i hope idont:S
(L)
-BRownie
MoneyPasion and Desire Living earth's unnatural Fire Greed Facism and Triviality No connection, no Philosophy Brings destruction, Advances creation One vast thing that talks in its own nation. One step closer to the end. One more life to waste. Disgustingly beautiful haste Will buy you the things you need Will tear you apart. Will put you together Will be gone with a spark. Define what you will Inevitable remarks Its money you seekMoney
This money, your mark.
My Friend Highrene.The thoughts I live The Images i see Deprived of thoughts whatever it may be. You walk with me to the end of the line Those dark deep steps in the vast mine. I Love the abnoxiously sweet things you do Your here when im in my non existant thoughts And all those "emo" times we have. For all this today I write you these lines So that you remember me even in my crimes. Thank you for being there Even when I didnt care.My Friend Highrene.
Welcome backWritten out the words in grey Disorder, Violence, just dismay Cold Summers and Warm Winters Seasons change the lights they dwell Negativity in the air which arrongantly swells. Chaos widespread Disaster strikes Which no one ever likes. Repented blasphemy Abused sincerity Nothing co-incides But you and me. Ponder the meaningWelcome back
The heart is still beating.
Rise of the machinesThe war just ended but the end had begun The time is lethal were all just a pun Were unable to comply Death will take its toll Just when we know, were digging one big hole Technology is the saviour, technology is doom Nothing from this earth will ever ever bloom Im not afraid to die. I just fear mankindRise of the machines
What was meant to be of love has grown into hate. Things that always protected us will turn into our fate. The way its meant to be is the way of life.
Its like falling of the edge of a razor sharp knife. Where is it lost? Where is the love? Wars and fights can end
Exeunt or OmitPaint on scars of bleedingExeunt or Omit
TRUST.
Print your hiroglyphs in
(NeoN)
semi-colour.
Exeunt
or oMit.
Pull the knife out of my back\
/place it in my heart.
Misguided dissolusions blinded me to your f
For youTarnished blade against my skin Carving your sweet name right in Each drop of blood running down my arm Each vein, to my head, sends a shock of alarm Is this what you fucking wanted from me? Sacrifice my own crimson, selflessly, sickly You created a monster, a beast in my skin My body tender, in pain, achingFor you
When you find me, lifeless, unable to move You’ll learn what in all my years I’ve been trying to prove Prove to you, that I’ve got feelings, I hurt Emotions, poured out in blood on my shirt Don’t cry for me, I’m better off dead Just realize, like yours, m
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chester's the best...
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your poems rock by the way...
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I have sexy pants...
luv ya man
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White walls, white floors, small rooms.
After sedatives they become ballrooms.
-My escape.
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Matt
-thats all
much love
- kim
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A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her.
In matters of grave importance, style, not sincerity, is the vital thing.
-Vivi
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