

A Cold HeartMy heart is a frozen cave like when he left last night It's like I was ripped apart and wasn't put together rightA Cold Heart
I never thought I'd be
so cold and empty inside The darkness all around me
I may as well have died
Now nothing seems to comfort me I'm stuck in an endless maze I can't find my way back out In this freezing misty haze


A Broken HeartMy heart is a frozen hole like when he left last night He didn't say a word He just left my sightA Broken Heart
He was my light, my sunshine when the rainy days were dull And with sorrowful heavy-heartedness my crying heart is full
With everyday we'd spend together
he'd tell me he loved me more now all that's left inside of me is a dreadful empty core
He was more than a boyfriend He was a companion that stood beside me Now I have no one to hold or ever someone to notice me


The MurdererHe stabbed them over and over, stabbed with all his might The blood dripped from the faucets The piercing scream filled the nightThe Murderer
The bodies in the sewer The knife stuck in a tree The murderer sitting in his house sitting happily with glee
He covered up his traces so he shall not be caught He got his revenge,
but with his luck, he'll be shot
There's a banging at the door He doesn't make a sound He welcomes them in and soon they're nowhere to be found
He runs into the night
looking for a victim they find out


Words without meaningthere's nothing more something than when i am searching for ways to find words to fill meanings i haven't yet decided upon.Words without meaning
and i'm searching through upside-down rooms with windows that lead to hallways and doors that lead to sudden drops.
and once you're falling into the sky you realize it's much like falling into the ocean-you close your eyes, plummet, and splash into right-side-upness again.
Crush on you
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"Art is a shadow of what a person is thinking... a small glimpse of what they hold inside. Little secrets, regrets, joys... every line has its own meaning."
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Crustiness is next to Godliness. Someone must protect the delicate bread from the fire of the oven. ~~skulpturro
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I have everything to gain and nothing to lose.
Michelle
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