| a poem about my friend whos having a bit of a rough time with self asteem etc |
| a poem about my friend whos having a bit of a rough time with self asteem etc |


Monotonous, Manipulative starRemind me of an imperfect story One with three little pigs perhaps The stupid straw, the sly sticks And of course the perfectly made brick. In every story someone has to lose And there will always be tragedies And beautiful breakdowns. Lets start at the beginningMonotonous, Manipulative star
With the positions of brick Strong and sturdy, to let no one in. Block out the world and let perfection melt away inside. Leaving the bricks to crumble And eventually when you can see inside You find theres nothing there anymore. You love air and emptiness, And become as hollow as the hou


ApplesI'm sitting here just thinking. Because you are a disaster, the hurricane waiting to hit the volcanoe preparing to erupt. and trust me, the rest of Pompei has definately missed this warning. So what do i do? Do i warn everyone to run? or do i throw myself into your fire, in an attempt to cancel you out. i notice you. And you notice me. But neither of us are here are we. and thats what this all comes to we are invisible and insignificant just like everyone else. you stop my thought process you jam the cogs of my mind and you make me feel perfeApples


what i really meant to say...I realised that i had previously been lost and it was like i had lived my entire life in the shadows now here i was, exposed and unhidden. I loved and Loathed it, still do But here i am and i wont change myself. not for anyone, because who i am changes everything. why try and avoid myself? i avoid way too much as it is and adding another thing to that list wont help. I want to make it clear that i am complicated. there are so many people who create an illusion and project an image of importance and complication because an air of mystery is attractive supposedly. I must diwhat i really meant to say...


Envy, Malice and AttentionWhat we are is broken and everything is dead but to be honest who gives a damn? I'm neon, I'm technicolour and im everything i want to be. I am myself. A phase of black and an invisible life a painful memory and a shadow upon my heart. Why live like that? I did, i tried not to if you get my meaning Why be someone you hate? And i know that i would, you know? do what it takes to stay like this. The world is my disco and the race is my audience and i will dance and play until the lights go out. Because i love to be seen &Envy, Malice and Attention
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Normal is what other people do.
was catching up on all the fine artwork
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seperated:
who i am
and
who i want to be...
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and to the one you thought was on your side she can't understand she truly
believes the lie
Woz
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Why worry about tomorrow, it will be gone the day after.
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Normal is what other people do.
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Ill FIGHT till my last breath..but only to take YOURS away!
How are things going for you. . .
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If God isn't dead, then I'll kill him myself.
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Still in the dark, can you fix me?
FEENIX?????
if you arent careful i shall box ur ears! plus i shall start calling you by ur propa nameee
not L.J
i mean L****
u have been warned!
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you cant douse the flames of the girl that burns...
fee and L.J
and i love your 'eyes of the devil' piece ^^
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