Wake upI dreamed Electric shock touch Forbidden Bright red lacing my mouth Running Where reality could not Would not Reach.Wake up
A shock to the system as I saw myself in mirror She touched my hand as I reached in to pull What was left of myself? Out. A familarity played over my senses And I saw a lost nightmare Suddenly so comforting.
We reunited. She whispering the old rhymes in my ears, While we listened to his. Ignored when a heat passed over. My screams echoing through our mind, As pleasure cut through us both. &
RuinationBehold, A girl. Her face hidden by the veil of half shadows of a broken lie. The truth sickens in her throat, And dies before it touches her lips. Beware not her future, For those are days that don't matter. Don't exist, and never will. She will hold you to her hearts, Each twisting a new colour, In this rainbow of real life.Ruination
How can you stand to touch her? She who allows so many to go near her, In shadows that hide the reality of the affairs. No one touches her. She will not allow it. But They will never see such dark and furtive truths, &n
I am what I amAm I defined by my external perspectives? No Never Least that's what the wheels of the world tell me I define myself So I'm told Thus I am defined Yet if I am told Am I not defined by that which I am told? No Never Least that's what I tell me I am defined by who I am Who I love and care for And who loves and cares for me The world tells me what I should be My world tells me what I am.I am what I am
Pretty shiney little thing.I still wear that ring you gave me, Encircling my throat. It still signifies my bondage to you, And lets the world know that I'm not the innocent I seem At first glance.Pretty shiney little thing.
It marks me when I sleep, It burns me when I wash, It chokes me when I see it.
But I'll wear it still. My cuffs To show that, Deep inside, I'm still your slave.
*dusts off the place and squees at journal skins*
Neutral
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Sag mir ich bin nicht alleine
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baby;; i need a miracle;; im searchin to find my way into a new life;;
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the name's Gemma- marie
it's Gem to my friends
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"I'd rather be a crying little pussy than faggie goth kid" - butters leopold scotch
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Ast: There are many lessons to be learned where Ice cream is conserned.
Wishing you the best for 2005.
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