

Brighter DaysHave you ever been alone in my cold dark room, Falling to the sky patterns swirl about your mind, Like the last time you saw me alive, ever so useless, I never meant for you to see me this way, see what iv become, maybe youll save me, maybe youll save me, please say that maybe you can save me...Brighter Days
I know these days are brighter, So my life has ended, Put away those pictures that you took they never meant a thing, I crawl back into my hole just to find a way to say goodbye, Canvas bleeds with your tears, but no one, no one said a thing...
Real life has killed me when i cannot touch your face, my hands are shaking just t


Perfect AKA Called YouOn this cold december night, we kissed underneath the stars, it doesnt matter where we are as long as you are real. I swear iv had this dream before, where i belong in your heart, unaware that id get lost in, id get lost in this thing called you...Perfect AKA Called You
You know its so perfect, when i close my eyes and i cant see you anymore, your mind goes wild when you feel our skin and hear these bitter words, one last kiss for the road, before i dissapear for good, you say you're so misunderstood, but i read you like the ones before you know its so perfect, when the chills run up your back, your lips are warm and your tears are always running, you
Only exit
the "Emo Bear"
Devious Comments
Silly goose.
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"If love was a choice, why would someone chose to feel such esquiste pain?"
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your
cigarette
The wall-to-wall's calling, it lingers, then you forget
You're a rock 'n' roll suicide
You're too old to lose it, too young to choose it
And the clock waits patiently on your song
You walk past the cafe but you don't eat when you've lived too
long
You're a rock 'n' roll suicide
Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
But day breaks instead so you hurry home
Don't let the sun blast your shadow
Don't let the milk floats ride your mind
So natural-religiously unkind
Oh, no, love you're not alone
You're watching yourself but you're too unfair
You got your head all tangled up, but if I could only make you
care
Oh, no, love you're not alone
No matter what or who you've been
No matter when or where you've seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I've had my share, so I'll help you with the pain
You're not alone, just turn on with me
You're not alone, let's turn on and be
You're not alone, give me your hands
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Feed her organs to the critics! Sofficate her with your words! Pin her to your wall; dead bird!
It's pretty sick.
You need to upload some more when you get the drunken impulse.
Fersher.
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Feed her organs to the critics! Sofficate her with your words! Pin her to your wall; dead bird!
Myke you need to upload s'more!
You are amazing.
<3
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Feed her organs to the critics! Sofficate her with your words! Pin her to your wall; dead bird!
When do I get a song?
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Feed her organs to the critics! Sofficate her with your words! Pin her to your wall; dead bird!
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Feed her organs to the critics! Sofficate her with your words! Pin her to your wall; dead bird!
I just finished writing Job. How's Revelation comming along? Good? Good.
~Heather
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"Oh, the joys of Scully/Mulder....Actually, just the joys of Mulder, period. If I wasn't the soul mate of Bradley Whitford, Daniel Radcliffe, and Severus Snape, I might have a crush on the poor guy. Hm. I've just reread that statement, and am slightly con
"<3"
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(Less Than Three)
-myke
[link] and [link] - Enigmatik Industrial Music (mine!)
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The best things in life are second chances.
My Portfolio
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Till Then, A Thousand Kisses, Mio Dolce Amour, But give me none back for they set my blood on fire
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Till Then, A Thousand Kisses, Mio Dolce Amour, But give me none back for they set my blood on fire
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audesapereTo be born with the gift of laughter and sense that the world is mad.
And youre from NM a.k.a "Since when did mexico have a new part?"
Yeah. NM sucks.
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"If love was a choice, why would someone chose to feel such esquiste pain?"
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Feed her organs to the critics! Sofficate her with your words! Pin her to your wall; dead bird!
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Fábio Lopes
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"This mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways"
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