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But I'm not stopping here. Beware--or look foward to--my future pieces.
Sketchers: Artist "So, class, who can answer this question?" Mrs. Fletcher pointed to the board, looking bright in her pink cherry-printed sundress and her brown hair pulled back into a sleek, precise ponytail. Her rosy cheeks were forever raised in a sweet smile and her eyes sparkling. She reminded me of my cute little dolls that mommy always buys me. I looked to where Mrs. Fletcher was pointing, her cherry-colored index fingernail hovering steadily next to a row of math equations. It singled out the fifth question from the top, written in a pretty, swirly handwriting: 2 x 6. Easy question, I thoughtSketchers: Artist
It's Marketing, Sweetie.I can't stand when people like youIt's Marketing, Sweetie.
spill their guts all over the floor
only to show that your bloody entrails
are just the leftovers from another body.
There is no novelty left in this world,
and you mark these words with the dot you place
at the end of your twice-baked lines. That isn't to say that I'm not also cliché.
I just do it better.
Losing GroundSitting here in the semi-darkness, In the hours between dusk and night, I regain my consciousness—Losing Ground
And lose my soul— And remember that which I truly am. I call upon the atrocities I’ve made And burden my heart with the rusted chains And drink in the thick, murky elixir Of my loathsome nostalgia. Take a look around my rusted cage, Morph into the monster I once was, Remember the feeling of belonging And shout to the world where no one can hear: I’m home! Indeed, I am truly home.
Mouse TrapHere I am again, standing at gunpoint.Mouse Trap
The icy steel barrel gazing longingly into my temple, And my finger resting steadily on the trigger. I am the true martyr! I’ve betrayed myself yet again! And all for the sake of your selfish souls I am the messiah of all you damned As I pluck your filthy souls out from hell And I cleanse you and feed you all that you desire. And all you have to do is take. My dear smitten fellow, take. My darling thief, take. My beloved, the scorned, take. Take from me all you can For my losses are entirely your gains. And I am dea
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Joy
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If you’ve never met the devil in the road of life, its because you’re both heading in the same direction.
^w^ ~ <333333
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"Why are we afraid of the dark, if it is the same darkness we see when we close our eyes?" - Me
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"Random" is just a word.. but im the DEFINITION!" >3 meow...
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the perfect live is with yaoi
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Come on and inspire me.
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