you
occupy
me.
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Why Vanentine?
Be my holy Avenger!
fill thy enemies hearts with fear
who really need a Vanentine
when they could have:
a sword
a shield
a holy worrior
the holy part is to
justify
hitting people with sticks
dont worry
its bean used for
centeries
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When i try to speek the word
love
it feels like verbal sin
knees
to the ground asking for
inoccents
you
occupy
me
inside and out
i cut my hair
i cut myself
nine times on each ancle
maybe i have problems
once i think i found away out
only to fall back
why do they fall too?
even when i have told them not to.
i must stink with my own self hatered
they never seem to notice...
no one does.
i guess thats for the best...
things are just too abstract to put in to words.......
"People confess their sins to her, silently, as she passes"
what is a charming woman?
am i one
i think
i
may have always wanted to be one.......
i also think i want people to...
hate me?
it may be better that way...
no one would be hurt
(but me)
i would be a common enemy.
relish my fall.....
that could be fun...
or it could hurt really
very
bady...
today he made it clear to me that i dont know
what it feels like to
have your heart ripped out.....
i think i will beat him with a shovel...
hows that for pain b***h!
sigh...i need to sleep.
the thought of the pains i am inflicting on others
has kept me
prissonner
in reality
for the past few days.
i wish i could say something more than i am sorry
something that means more.
i would give you anything:
me?
if it would make you happy.
but it wont
you only think it will.
i dont think you know who i am talking to....
i think i do...
******** i am ttired...
you
occupy
me
 BemuseDpuppet · Sun Jun 17, 2007 @ 10:27pm · 0 Comments |
