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Is a pair of spectacles needed
for you to clearly see me,
for you to perceive my worth,
and appreciate my existence?
Izzy Broaden Aug 2015
When she enters a worthless life she paints a ******* beautiful picture Then destroys everything in the path

When she loves she loves with her whole entire black hole of A heart

When she hates, the passionate evil she creates ignites a fiery death

Its all part of this plan that Izzy Broaden has made into a wonderful psychotic abstract life

WORTHLESS
WONDROUS
EMBRACING
LIFE!

On my level?
HA! HA! HA!
You cannot even began to fathom where to find my level
When you try to wrap your ******* stupid brain around the dimension where to start looking for my Impenetrable Levels
you get demolished by my thoughts
Written by: Izzy Broaden
F Marley Apr 2015
Here I am with my eyes wide opened staring at you
Yet silently hate to feel the warmth of your breath
Thinking so hard why am I looked so excited while i 'm feeling the vacancy though i'm standing among the crowd

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