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Like a star in the dead of night, The comfort you give makes all things right. And if you are a star, I wished on you from afar; I wished for you And my wish came true.
One more secret mission. As I delve into you. The last known position. As we were through. A fraction of what I knew. As I thought you knew. anything too. You go southwest and I skew north.
I feel like taking a walk just around the block If only it were summer And if only I wasn't uncomfortable with the outdoors. But if I could, I'd walk. And nobody would really be there.
Sometimes You have to do the wrong things For to make it right Sometimes You say something Mean And don't mean it. Sometimes you have to listen Instead of someone Else.
Noisy was a gangster.
H ow can you be so perfect. E nough cruelty to be a demon but. Loving kindness and humor what kind of. P erson am I that I should. L ove someone so out of reach.
When will I learn. When will I see.
The girl is told shes ugly. The boy is told he should be dead. The girl is mocked for her clothes. The boy can hardly sleep in bed. The girl sits alone eating her lunch.
To be me. You don't know. What it's like. To be me. Why do you. Hurt me like that. To be me. Hasn't anyone taught you. To respect others feelings. To be me. You don't understand.
I'm gonna plant a weeping cherry blossom tree. Anyone have any tips?.
The boy only ten Worried about what they said About him and his looks About where he was from About his religion The boy was only ten But worried about what they said About him being ugly Or fat or...
I once dreamed about an orange. It wasn't any old orange, no this orange was pink with red spots. Some say that my orange looked a little sick.
If I lay here Would you just stay here And make me forget about the world?.
Death, she whispers to my bones, sharing her worse rumours,. A crease in my suit, my brow and a bowel full of tumours,. I'll throw you a kiss, can't say when it will arrive,.
..!Why do we get cold. Because we have two eyes above our nose..!.
If I could I'd chose to lose. The memories that I can't refuse. The ones that keep me up at night. The ones I try but can not fight. I'd let the surgeons rip them out.
The silence between Hades and Nyx was not an awkward silence. Rather, it was the type of silence that occurs when speaking is not necessary. Hades was staring at the cobblestone path.
Imagine life's a painting, And you the artist; try, Imagine earth as lumps of clay, In your fingers it does lie.
I'd like to say I love you, But it would be a lie, I'd like to say I'm happy, Instead inside I cry.
Find what keeps you in fear. Seek out the dangers it holds. But fight them off your tears. Turn them from black to gold. Facing this life is juxtaposed. Holding the pity people feel.
Would I drop everything for you. If only I could. Would I hold your hand when things got tough. You know I would. Would I carry you if you fell. Of course I will. Would I shelter you from the rain.
Hey I'm 15 and live art it come so easy 2 me I live in a art world.
Ripped out my heart Straight from my chest He had no mercy Nor did he know What love meant He was someone who Couldn't love anyone because he didn't know how to love himself I tried to love him Be...
"Peter?" That was one name I was sick sick sick of hearing. "Peter" The name came out as a shriek this time. Sick of hearing the name. Seeing his face. Remembering everything that he'd said and done.