

unknownMaybe you were afraid?unknown
Maybe I didn't try enough? Maybe I think too much.. I'm done making up excuses for you. The least you could have done was be true. But here I go, asking too much again. Finally this has come to an end.


Something just isn't rightThe wind feels colder against my skin, and the earth moves, too fast. Something just isn't right, I fear. And nothing seems to last.Something just isn't right
The sun is far too gentle,
and the water, way too strong. And even though my voice will ache I refuse to be in the wrong.
Hearts become stronger when broken. Cuts will heal slower with time. A drink or two will keep you from hurting, from the pain of when you start to cry.
And being alone isn't lonely, when being together brings pain. So many things are unfolding. And yet nothing but storms head our wa


love or hate?It must be nice to be in love, I once upon a time dreamt. But needless to say just one simple dose, was all that I could attempt.love or hate?
Love is not a gentle touch, nor either a simple kiss.. Love is when people feel like caring, and play a role for a bit.
More kids are born in a world of chaos, forced to deal alone. Others are born, without real fathers, with fake smiles and hearts of stone.
With love comes jealousy and deceit, and rivals soon approach. For without love, hate would not exist, a world filled with little hope.
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the questionA young girl around the age of eight was dressed in white from head to toe.the question
She stopped in front of pearly white gates To be asked a question many wouldn't know...
What was the question? A little boy asked,
curling up on his bed.
An elderly man looked down at him. and gently kissed his head.
When your time comes
and you go up to visit the big man upstairs. You will know that question son and hopefully the answer as well.
The boy fell asleep that cool night then awoke in such a dash. For the angels came on moon
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In this hell, one must learn to see the truth.
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Yep im kyo and really cute lol
::kissels* hehehe yayyyyyyyy *glomps* sorry i'm on and i had to say hi hi
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I'M NOT AN ARTIST I'M A FUCKING WORK OF ART
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It's okay to stumble, so go forward
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rawr....simple enough ^_^
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