crimson bubblesbeautiful crimson bubbles. bubbling up from underneath my skin. soothing, calming. releasing me from my torment. my torture, my hell. my life.crimson bubbles
because i loved youi loved you. i love you. its true i still do. you hurt me but i do. and i ask myself why.because i loved you
you said you loved me but it was a lie. you said you loved me but it was just an illusion. you said you loved me and i believed it. you said you loved me and i felt happy.
an illusion. a lie. a joke. thats what your love really was.
i loved you. and you hurt me. i loved you. and you broke me.
so here i am. doing this. because of you.
causing myself pain. for the
Black SheepWell ba ba black sheep, get away from here, for the things they don't understand become the things they fear.Black Sheep
We're different so we scare them, they label us as insane. What's so wrong about a few teenage souls who just didn't want to be the same?
So we rebelled and we wore black and came to realize there's no god "our savior" so now the world hates us, the outcast in the dark, those not in the lords fucking favor.
We'll never fit it and they'll never approve but we'll never fucking care. They think they judge us on who we are &
untitled suicide poemThe world had cast us outuntitled suicide poem
Simply for thinking Ever so slightly differently Then the children they embrace So we wore black
And we rebelled We established our own kind Yet they still won't look us in the face So some of us gave up our souls Khakis and Adidas our lives now Trying hard to fit it But never do We don't back down though, You and I We won't give in Not me, not you We all join hands Us children who were just a bit different We swallow our pride And admit we can't take
Love Is DeadHope is gone, love is dead. Razor scarred wrist, sheets stained blood red.Love Is Dead
Life without love, worse than life without air. I rather not breathe than have this pain to bare.
I love him so but he'll never see just what he fucking means to me. I love him now and I'll love him forever, the proof is in the flesh I sever.
Good-bye, my love,
now has come my time to die. Your lack of love has killed me and now in a coffin I shall lie.
Beauty In The SuicideAnd there's beauty in this suicide. Such a poetic release of pain. Now it's time to say good-bye. This razor blade, blood does stain.Beauty In The Suicide
Down this bottle full of pills, have death come take it's toll. Death by poison, poison kills. I've lost all self control.
Lay beneath the water, refuse to take in air. This pain you see, it ends tonight. This loneliness, this despair.
i guess not...
Miserable
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the lies you tell me today will be the scars on my arms tomorrow
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the lies you tell me today will be the scars on my arms tomorrow
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the lies you tell me today will be the scars on my arms tomorrow
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"Cause you can't just throw away a painting just because one part is bad. You just wait till it dries and paint over it."
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"I really think everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry and a harmonica."
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can i ask you why you liked it.. or what it means to you??
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"Cause you can't just throw away a painting just because one part is bad. You just wait till it dries and paint over it."
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"I really think everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry and a harmonica."
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*Self-InjuryClub
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the lies you tell me today will be the scars on my arms tomorrow
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yea.. hopefully you're back up or don't fall anymore down...
and thanks
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"Cause you can't just throw away a painting just because one part is bad. You just wait till it dries and paint over it."
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"I really think everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry and a harmonica."
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*Self-InjuryClub
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