

Life in a WeekI was born on a Saturday. Then baptised innocent on a Sunday. Broken worthless on a Monday.Life in a Week
Count the years collecting dust in your viens and breathe the screaming out.
I grew older on a Tuesday And colder on a Wednesday.
Counted too far, too fast, heart pounding and Death has just checked in.
I was laid pretty on a Thursday, Then buried on a Friday.
Cried and whithered, face paint made of maggots, bones collect the tears of wasted years.
They mourned on a Saturday.
Let’s begin again.


Beast in The BloodIt may be early but you never need a warm up, You scream and scream ‘til I’m drippin’ tears And I’m yellin’ my fears, soul bared - “Come save me, brother o’ mine.”Beast in The Blood
But you spit back lies and laugh at the pain caused, By your sharp tongue and sharper temper, By your quick wit and quicker fist.
We have the same blood, you and I. The same imprint of abuse and misuse, You with your cigarettes and I with my coffee, Coughing and choking on bruises with our blood.
We are the same, you and I. Loved once, left ag
Found you~
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[</3] [ZOMG!! That zombie bit me! D= ] [</3]
>> SarS and Reis, taking the world by storm! <<
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Bob (21:31:19): I prefer less tentacles and less testicles, but the dresses is cool :-P
~SC-net-club
Scraps check = good idea.
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"...there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst."
Eddie
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Expectations are simply premeditated resentments.
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Your body believes every word you say :!:
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