I'll work on it. ;D


To All the Children of AmericaDetox The need to purge myself InescapableTo All the Children of America
Inexplainable Life's saturated by toxic influences Hand in throat Lies and misconceptions Spew forth from the bile of societies belly Anger and hatred exposed Animalistic materialism is it The base
The root Detox Bleed from yourself The toxins that lie within Reject reality Substitute self discovery You are what you believe Flirtation with experimentation Who knows what you could be? Detox Go against the grain Feel the pain Embrace confusion Question comfor


ScaredDont touch me My skin burns for more Dont leave a mark- Like they did Whisper to me Easy as the breeze Sweep me up Feathers Dont touch me- Leaving bloody finger prints I am tired Sleep with me But dont touch me.Scared


AcquaintancesI present to you my life,Acquaintances
Lies, polished, shined, Pearly and straight, Their sanitized versions of reality, Arranged nicely on a silver platter, Examine them, Believe them as you will, They were made for you, Their wholesome veneer caps my vulnerability, They hide my fear, my faults, my mistakes, Lies, meticulously crafted, You will not see the true me.


Hardly a RevolutionaryGlittering beacons stand alone Tripping back we see all Giant orbs of light We combine, mix, bleed together Each destiny contracted not by fate But by the ebb and flow of everything Mindless masses Stumble together Gravity propels at terminal velocity As humanities collective brain spins out of control One loose cog One freed thought All in anarchy.Hardly a Revolutionary


Fall of ManOne could trace the thin lines And watch the steady fall of man, Sputtering lies as he fell. Oh, how quickly does gravity send Him off to a timely end.Fall of Man
I fear the moments May breed into a single instant, And our hopeful destinies Will simply cease to be.
All these diseased societies, In all their prized sobriety Have forgotten their beginnings As they forge finality.
There may come a time, When the dawn is in decay, And there is little to separate Night from coming day.
And as the temporal shifts, The years b
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"I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim."
- Frida Kahlo
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Never underestimate the power of change. Life could swerve at you in a drop of a hat, be prepared.
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"I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim."
- Frida Kahlo
in other words, thanks. it is a great compliment be placed on your list of friends.
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生命は大きくないか。 ^0^
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oh the push and pull of everything
oh this nightmare of electricity
we are the living dead, yeah the living dead
that's the way it is
that's the way it's always been
Free Porn
I win.
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New account: =BrandiMuffin
Maybe... But the battle is not over.
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Never underestimate the power of change. Life could swerve at you in a drop of a hat, be prepared.
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New account: =BrandiMuffin
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