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Prev-ee-us-lee Brayn Damnegd Treetid Savig Sr.Vival Crucul Bilt & Fyt Fed Shyt Vilently Hyt

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Apr 23, 2018

Apr 23, 2018 at 7:07 AM UTC

Mamaearthwoman

The Skinner family

Prev-ee-us-lee Brayn Damnegd Treetid Savig Sr.Vival Crucul Bilt & Fyt Fed Shyt Vilently Hyt

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Never thought that this song Would make me feel so wrong, Make me feel like you left me, Look at me now, see? I’m living dead, No more words to be said, Lost in my mind, Sanity I just cannot find, Corrupting my soul, Set on fire; stop, drop, roll– You cannot undo the done, You cannot crush my fun, You cannot **** me more, Stay around-see what I have in store, Look at the skin on my wrist, Ravaged in a scarlet mist, The words I say, Listen they may Teach you morals or light and dark, wait- forgot you beat for a lark, I watch you take it all and bide, You think you can hide you heart and mind that are on the floor, I don’t know if I can Take much more, Who says everything I write is of gore, You know it all has an allure, This pain can no longer be endured Yet how are you yet to be bored? The ghostly beasts have roared, The howl of the wind lured All of those from dark to light I SAID LISTEN AND YOU MIGHT Finally learn from your horrid mistake, Open chest, the heart is not fake. Open chest, the blood ridden lake…

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Nov 22, 2013

Nov 22, 2013 at 7:49 AM UTC

jacob-dexter-coffey

Fyt thru Th payn

Never thought that this song Would make me feel so wrong, Make me feel like you left me, Look at me now, see? I’m living dead, No more words to be said, Lost in my mind, Sanity I just cannot find, Corrupting my soul, Set on fire; stop, drop, roll– You cannot undo the done, You cannot crush my fun, You cannot **** me more, Stay around-see what I have in store, Look at the skin on my wrist, Ravaged in a scarlet mist, The words I say, Listen they may Teach you morals or light and dark, wait- forgot you beat for a lark, I watch you take it all and bide, You think you can hide you heart and mind that are on the floor, I don’t know if I can Take much more, Who says everything I write is of gore, You know it all has an allure, This pain can no longer be endured Yet how are you yet to be bored? The ghostly beasts have roared, The howl of the wind lured All of those from dark to light I SAID LISTEN AND YOU MIGHT Finally learn from your horrid mistake, Open chest, the heart is not fake. Open chest, the blood ridden lake…

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Not evry1s meant to last 4vr Sum come togethr thy r beautiful, thy hold da fires of passion widin em Thy lyt each odr up, thn thy burn each odr to da ground... others.. others come together in peace thy lauf thy love thy part ways btr for having met. Thn thr r some, Who consume each odr, Thy destroy each odr, Thy rebuild each oder, Bt alas thy go Seperate ways, Btr for both. Have u heard of those, Rare, Twosomes who are 2gthr 4vr? Thy love, thy lauf, Thy consume, thy lyt fires, Thy fyt, thy burn, Thy rebuild, thy remake, Thy alter, thy stay, 4ever 2gther.

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Dec 11, 2014

Dec 11, 2014 at 4:41 AM UTC

amna-naved

An Ode to Lovers

Not evry1s meant to last 4vr Sum come togethr thy r beautiful, thy hold da fires of passion widin em Thy lyt each odr up, thn thy burn each odr to da ground... others.. others come together in peace thy lauf thy love thy part ways btr for having met. Thn thr r some, Who consume each odr, Thy destroy each odr, Thy rebuild each oder, Bt alas thy go Seperate ways, Btr for both. Have u heard of those, Rare, Twosomes who are 2gthr 4vr? Thy love, thy lauf, Thy consume, thy lyt fires, Thy fyt, thy burn, Thy rebuild, thy remake, Thy alter, thy stay, 4ever 2gther.

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The splendid Nyt passing by Reminds of the dreadful fright The nyts I used to feel lonely The days I used to cry Thinking of an end that was just near by The shout of the soul to hold the lifeline The fear of the heart to loose wats mine The unknown destiny which had to end in a while The fyt the scream the Yelp the wail all consumed by the pillows beside The terror of loosing the combat and the desire to give up before the sun shines The isolation of the heart and the craving to endure was not just a dispute of one night I wanted to hold on I wanted to let go I wished to be loved I wished to be alone I was looking for survival I was looking for demise The confusion the uncertainty of the time I remember each and every moment of the while It's still fresh , it still haunts, it still is a juncture which I just can't pass by The day might seem easier But the nights are still cursed. I might smile I might ignore But the dread is still vibrant Like the winter which is nearby.

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Sep 17, 2016

Sep 17, 2016 at 6:10 AM UTC

anusha-mishra

Untitled

The splendid Nyt passing by Reminds of the dreadful fright The nyts I used to feel lonely The days I used to cry Thinking of an end that was just near by The shout of the soul to hold the lifeline The fear of the heart to loose wats mine The unknown destiny which had to end in a while The fyt the scream the Yelp the wail all consumed by the pillows beside The terror of loosing the combat and the desire to give up before the sun shines The isolation of the heart and the craving to endure was not just a dispute of one night I wanted to hold on I wanted to let go I wished to be loved I wished to be alone I was looking for survival I was looking for demise The confusion the uncertainty of the time I remember each and every moment of the while It's still fresh , it still haunts, it still is a juncture which I just can't pass by The day might seem easier But the nights are still cursed. I might smile I might ignore But the dread is still vibrant Like the winter which is nearby.

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