Look at me and tell me why,
Tell the truth to my eye.
I’ve had enough of all this pretending,
Making the falling never-ending.
The sickening feeling of being swallowed,
And the suspicions of being followed.
Just stop my pain and kiss my death,
I long to smell your sweet scented breath.
I know that I am safe in your arms,
All my fears are reduced, as are my alarms.
I’m sick of following your trace,
For that slight glimpse of your familiar face.
You need to get back onto your feet,
So that y…
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Added by Alma on November 18, 2009 at 10:22pm —
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Look at me and tell me why,
Tell the truth to my eye.
I’ve had enough of all this pretending,
Making the falling never-ending.
The sickening feeling of being swallowed,
And the suspicions of being followed.
Just stop my pain and kiss my death,
I long to smell your sweet scented breath.
I know that I am safe in your arms,
All my fears are reduced, as are my alarms.
I’m sick of following your trace,
For that slight glimpse of your familiar face.
You need to get back onto your feet,
So that y…
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Added by Alma on November 18, 2009 at 10:22pm —
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I was born with two
For me to live life through
Two eyes two ears, two arms and legs
And with addtional, a few spare pegs
But i was given only one heart
My secconed one is a lost part
I need to find him, my destined one
My soul mate and my true love one
Where can i find him, where should i look
Will time tell me where he took
I call him every night and day
Hoping he will find a way
To find me like im finding him
Together we will always win
x
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Added by Alma on October 30, 2009 at 8:46pm —
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"No" I commanded, and Crisis stalked back to my side unable to disobey, I knew what was coming next...
"I need to, I have to, I’m so thirsty, and I think I’m going to die!" Crisis growled in a low voice at me.
"Crisis, do you really think I would let you do this?" I hissed a response, "You know you can’t die, seeing as you are already dead."
As soon as I said those words I regretted it. "Here we go again,” I thought to myself as I waited for her to responded.
"We are LIVING dead," emphasised on…
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Added by Alma on October 17, 2009 at 11:12am —
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My one...
My only...
My love...
you.
Love...
Lust...
Leave...
you.
Heart beating...
Heart stuttering...
Heart stopping...
you.
For me...
For you...
For them...
you.
My only ever one true love, dont leave me here to die... i love...
you.
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Added by Alma on October 16, 2009 at 10:23pm —
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he loves me...
he loves me not...
he loves me while im free...
he loves me not - you ideot...
he loves me to the moon and back...
he loves me not, just face it...
he loves me from front to back...
he loves me not, to the botomless pit...
he loves me always...
he loves me never...
he loves me no matter my ways...
he loves me to forget him forever... and ever...
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Added by Alma on October 1, 2009 at 7:05pm —
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I’m the girl you walk past every morning,
You know, the one in the navy blue uniform,
Who caries a dark blue shoulder bag with paper clips on it.
You know the one with straight blond hair,
And teal coloured eyes.
You know the one who stares at you longingly
And looks like she might die if she doesn’t touch you.
You know, the one that blushes every time you look at her,
And stares at her feet as she walks past, trying to disguise her looking at you.
You know the one who stares after you once you’…
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Added by Alma on July 2, 2009 at 10:09pm —
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Drown my sorrow in the cold black waters.
Strangle my life with a bloodstained rope.
Stab my wound with a rusty used blade.
Poke my eyes out with old corkscrews.
Cut my flesh with swords from war.
Rip out my hair with your bare fists.
Yank out my teeth one by one so they bleed non-stop.
Cut of my tong so that I can only smell my blood and not taste it.
Saw my fingers off with a ruthless chainsaw.
What ever you do to me you will never silence me.
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Added by Alma on July 2, 2009 at 10:08pm —
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You try to take over my voice and my life.
You try to manipulate me and make me copy you.
You try to insult and abandon me…
…And if this doesn’t work…
…You slap my face.
You punch my arm.
You kick my shins.
You pull my hair.
Or you whack me with other objects…
…The manipulation test,
The manipulation test,
I can tell you now I don’t like this game, or the other ones you play on me, I don’t like you getting into my head and controlling my thought or movements.
So now I am re-gaining myself.
St…
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Added by Alma on June 25, 2009 at 8:42pm —
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If I say nothing
Will you forget me?
If I feel nothing
Will you forget me?
If I love nothing
Will you forget me?
If I do nothing
Will you forget me?
If I be nothing
Will you forget me?
But I do say something
I do feel something
I do love something
I do, do something
I am something
And you still forget me,
I ask
I beg
I plead
I even go down on my hands and knees
And say… Forget me not.
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Added by Alma on June 24, 2009 at 9:36pm —
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My heart is black and as emotionless as coal,
My heart is empty and as cold as stone,
My heart is too broken and way past the stage of super glue.
And why may you question me,
Question my sadness?
Question my brokenness?
Question my silence?
Question me?
Throw away my dignity
Throw away my love for you
Throw away my heart – just throw it out the window and let it get run over by the next car to speed down the road.
Just… let it get ripped out of my chest!
Let it get pierced with glass!
Let it fa…
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Added by Alma on June 23, 2009 at 8:10pm —
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I feel ive been rejected
I feel like I’m alone
Every time I do this I get suspected
No matter what I am still prone
It’s easier to deal with when I do one little motion
And find a sharp object
The final ingredient for my potion
I turn this into my own project
To get a sense of direction
I raise it up high
And wait for the sensation
To feel like I am neigh
That I all my problems disappear
Once I’ve cut across my arm
And a liquid of red will appear
From the wound I have created harm
I do this to m…
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Added by Alma on June 23, 2009 at 8:10pm —
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You could stab my heart with a knife a hundred times but it would never stop me loving you. You could give me a million plasters but nothing will stop the bleeding the pain you made. The scars on my arms are nothing compared to the one you gave me on my heart. When you look at me I may look happy and bubbly on the out side, but on the inside I am more hurt and scared that you can ever imagine. As this shows, people and life are never what they first seem to be.
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Added by Alma on June 23, 2009 at 8:09pm —
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