

Glossy KillerThere’s a glare there’s a glare And I suddenly feel that bit weaker That little bit fainter. The sun, she makes a cross on my face.Glossy Killer
Una jaula…
And this glass eye reflects and Becomes molten envy. Her dress, I fantasise, And in the dream I rip at her I singe and bite her with my tongue, but,
Me hice dano.
They’ll visit me today. I’m okay, But they insist I put these glossy papers
Down. But they help me recover But, but, but…they lie.
A cellmate may launch a look To kill. She d


Dont Speak, TalkTalk to me, talk to you, Say things that I might just do.Dont Speak, Talk
Talk to you, talk to me! Pronounce thoughts that will soon cease to be.
Talk to him or talk to her, Give thoughts of love, notes or a letter.
Talk to god or talk to dog, Say prayers or guidance for life’s fog.
Talk to love talk to hate, Be the master of your own eternal fate.
Talk to living talk to dead, Don’t be happy nor let tears be shed.
Talk to beginning talk to end, Stop this madness by all means friend.


Warning from another worldStop human, stop here. Stop drinking that liquor and beer.Warning from another world
Stop human, stop here. Go back to your depressing emotions of sadness and fear.
Stop human, stop here. Leave that water as it is, unpolluted and clear.
A warning from another world that we should take care, And stop this pollution of our environment because for animals, it isn’t fair.
Without another word we will leave you to your fate, And don’t expect us to save you when you reach a deadly state.
get your ass back on now!!
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Can love travel back in time and heal a broken heart?
I'd like to think so. There are some things I know for certain. Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Plant lavender for luck. And fall in love whenever
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Visit the Aeris Shrine...and See the Art people at DA is talking about
Lets Us Aeris Fans Join Forces and Create More and More Aeris Art...Never Forget Aeris
love your poetry!
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"Washed under the blacktop,
Gone beneath my wheels,
There's nothing that the road cannot heal"
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....kidding, you got great waterparks.
o.o
Great poems!
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Music is my refuge; I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness. -Maya Angelou
...dorks are cool.
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