Fought And Lost
A smile grew It was you I knew A tear that fell down Mixed with a frown I fought and lost You were the cost I'm sorry, it's not you That's what they say, but it's true I cried and cried And then...
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A smile grew It was you I knew A tear that fell down Mixed with a frown I fought and lost You were the cost I'm sorry, it's not you That's what they say, but it's true I cried and cried And then...
She's sitting in the bathroom. Alone and so afraid. Opening the secret box. She finds her trusty blade. She doesn't want to do it. But it's all she's ever known. She finds a way to close the box.
But I'm trying to express myself, My words are all I've got. But no one understands me, and- I haven't got a lot. But what I say is myself at heart, But you just don't get me.
A new beginning,. Beginnings end,. A fresh start. To make amends,. Social construction,. Turning the page,. December to January;. A calendars revenge,. Numbers, days,. All meaningless,.
Solen skinnede ned på menneskeheden. Vejret er for alle, gode og mindre gode mennesker. Jeg var træt af at stjæle tid til mig selv.
You rip me, Break me, Bruise my skin, Tear me apart, Let that darkness in, See my face, feel the black, My smile, a prompt, To unleash your attack, I don't deserve it, I don't feel it anymore, Not...
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A girl so fair and young was one who held her tongue. She spent much time all by herself echoed by cries she'd sung.
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Gah. Remind me not to win again!!. Judging is so hard between y'all. I have read them all, and wow. I'm like this one is damn good, but this is so good too... Thanks a lot, you guys.
I may have gotten bigger but I haven't grown up. I'm still little old me who loves to watch tv I love colors and singing And I dance around the clock. I may be no good But I have no reason to stop.
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Hey life can be a bitch And growing up is hard It's not all Romeo & Juliet God bless the words of the Bard Think you have it tough Just stop and think of those That have absolutely nothing No...
I gained consciousness. My first view of the world, my first breath of air, and it was in what seemed to be a damp, dark, and slightly reeking basement.
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part 64 I hated the dark. Even here, in her sexual desired bliss I was still afraid. "Who are you?" I called into the abyss around me. I could hear my voice echo and for a moment all was silent.
I remember sneaking into your room, Trying your high heeled shoes, Just to feel like you, I remember feeling oh-so tall, Although the chance I could fall, Didn't matter at all.
Teenager, Who cannot dance, Love to daydream, In a trance. Book obsessed, Read every night, I hate slime, Gives me a fright. Long blonde hair, Falls to my waist, Big blue eyes, Stare into space.
This joke was sent to me, I just am testing how to copy and paste. A Chinese guy goes to a Jew to buy black bras, size 38.
I saw a man this morning I thought it was my dad His eyes were dark and empty His face was drawn and sad He stood there still and lifeless With his head just slightly bowed Yet with all the grace and...
OK, before anyone reads this I'd just like to say that I think a sense of humour is the most important thing in the world and I'm sure you ALL agree, yeah.
Writing has always been a part of my life. There's always been this unknown force that keeps drawing me to the idea of taking a pen and sheet of paper to write my dreams, my ideas, my poems, my love.
Looks like it'll be one of those days When I actually have to earn my pay Always the way, nightshift in the room You no pay attention, machine go BOOM No point grassing or giving up names But you get...