I've been having many thoughts lately.
Not all of them good.
Most Misunderstood.
I've been alone in this world,
many years.
Feels like an eternity.
Rhythms and rhymes swirling around,
Perhaps a suicide waiting to happen.
Maybe murders too.
I warned you, Not all was fair.
I've been having many thoughts.
All withered.
All combusted.
I've never seen light,
only grey.
It has never changed.
Words crashed and tattered on the page,
all thrown around within my endless rage.
Sage and nightshade make perfect harmony,
why can't we.
Perhaps a Suicide waiting to happen.
Maybe a murder too.
I've been having many dreams.
All drowned and discolored.
All selfish and unneeded.
I've seen humanity at it's worst,
hardly fair.
It will never change.
Rhythms and rhymes swirling around,
Perhaps a suicide waiting to happen.
Maybe murders too.
Words crashed and tattered on the page,
all thrown around within my endless rage.
Sage and nightshade make perfect harmony,
why can't we.
Perhaps a Suicide waiting to happen.
Maybe a murder too.
Perhaps a suicide waiting to happen.
Maybe murders too.
Perhaps a suicide waiting to happen.
Maybe murders too.
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O.o You're actually going to read this??? o.O
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please call me...i don't care if I'm still grounded just call.
and do you have the Emilie Autumn for me???