My New Thread
- Locked by Dark22978 on Oct 21, '18 6:30pmReason: Owner's request.
Thread Topic: My New Thread
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You just did. XP
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Cheese
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YAY!!!!
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Cheese XD
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Heheheh
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I'm tired of hurtin you, hurtin you
I'm tired of fallen through fallen through
I'm tired of all the pain, all the pain
Thats all I've got so far of the song i'm writing. -
Sounds great sis
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I'm go jump off cliff
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Ronnie it's not leaned toward YOU.
It's leaned towared someone at school
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*sigh*
*thinks* Everyone makes mistakes even me -
I love you
You love me
I just some one take a peepee
Omg I think it's cheese -
I almost had a heart attack.
I couldn't find my poetry book where I write my poems...
Good thing it was under the Dells bag. -
Bang, bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled,
Then gone forever.
It seems like just yesterday, how did I miss the red flags raised?
Think back to the days we laughed.
We braved these bitter storms together.
Brought to his knees he cried,
But on his feet he died.
What God would damn a heart?
And what God drove us apart?
What God could?
Make it stop.
Let this end.
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step.
On the way down singing,
Woah, woah.
Bang, bang from the closet walls,
The schoolhouse halls,
The shotgun's loaded.
Push me and I'll push back.
I'm done asking, I demand.
From a nation under God,
I feel its love like a cattle prod.
Born free, but still they hate.
Born me, no I can't change.
It's always darkest just before the dawn.
So stay awake with me, let's prove them wrong.
Make it stop.
Let this end,
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step.
On the way down singing,
Woah, woah.
The cold river washed him away,
But how could we forget?
The gatherings hold candles, but not their tongues.
And too much blood has flown from the wrists,
Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss.
Who will rise to stop the blood
Make it stop,
Let this end.
This life chose me, I'm not lost in sin.
But proud I stand of who I am,
I plan to go on living.
Make it stop,
Let this end,
All these years pushed to the ledge,
But proud I stand, of who I am,
I plan to go on livin -
Still there
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My key board wasn't working
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