

Frustrating GuyDaydreaming all night I can't stand the sight Of myself anymore Days thinking of you In a total bore Why do you make me so sad?Frustrating Guy
I can't cope Hell I can't even breathe Gonna take this rope And take care of myself in three Two One Or I'll run away Hell this is double the fun You'll never see me If I'm on the run Gonna pack my bags And be on my way in three Two One Or I'll stay at home More days thinking of you I'll never touch the food Or my gawddamned shoes I'm going back to bed in three T


SeparatedMan-made stars flicker, Reflecting those out of reach, Separated by the sunset And it's colors.Separated
Earth's waters, Reflecting the Universe's, Separated by a horizon And us.
Our dreams, Reflecting speech, thought, and laughter, Separated by a voice, a pen, a paintbrush And a skeptic.


Not That ColdWe are lost now, dance with me, Plan to die now, we'll be free, Confused souls, but so are we, Broken dreams on bended knee.Not That Cold
Laugh with water and you'll choke, Eat the fire and burn your throat, After your whole body's broke, You'll find that death is not that cold.
You'll find your body was a jail, You'll find the moon silv-ry and pale, You'll find emotions without care, You'll miss love you thought was stale.


Paper DreamsPaper dreams in the wind, Poorly drawn but in ink, They tear at the touch.Paper Dreams
I held him as he cried, As his paper dreams took flight, Reaching for the helpless paper crutch.
Such a silly thing to crave, Watching dreams fly to their grave, As he lay there, wishing his own death.
But flew his paper dreams, His very mind ripped at the seams, Taking with them life, and his last breath.
Send this to at least 15 people you love, including me if you care for me!
And if you get at least 10 back, you will recieve good news within 15 minutes!
~Let's see how many hearts you get! =]
All the best. Please continue sending you're own love to those you care for.
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98% of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this in your signature.
92% percent of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Repo
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92% of teens moved on to rap music. If you're the 8% that rocks out put this in your signature.
_It is forever more the feeble man's destiny to represent the long days of short spoken moments, than it is for a granfather's wish to cry himself to breaking
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