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ScreamingScreamingScreaming
Just wanting some one to hear Tho no one is listening Screaming tell hoarse Before you realize
No one cares Your just another Lost soul That no one has the time to look at You hide you life From everyone Even yourself You tell yourself your fine Tho you’re lying Cause you know your not You never will be The pain you feel Will ease With the slice of blade across flesh
by ~Suicidal-Wolf-Child
No oneHead bent down Ashamed to face the world Will they see through my mask? NoNo one
No one ever does The mask is up The girl never to be known Life is to busy For some to take the time To see the shattered girl
Sitting on the bridge Do they not see her plan? Maybe they don’t care The world is better off With one less soul No one would notice No one would care If that girl tried to fly Her broken wings won’t carry her She would plummet to the place were she desires to be No one would care No one would notice
by ~Suicidal-Wolf-Child
My lifeI feel my life is so unsure No one realizes what pain i adore. I don't want to live i'm afraid to die. I'm so confused I just want to cry.My life
I'm all alone on this misserable earth. I ask myself constantly "What is it worth"? I don't trust anyone, anyone at all. I have in the past and they just let me fall.
I differ so greatly from those who I know. But i only conceal it and not let it show.
I can't continue this life any longer. My desire right now is to be alot stronger. I bow my head as i pray. That tomorrow will bring a much better day.
by ~Suicidal-Wolf-Child
My boogey manI feel it crawling in my skin, This fear that is within It haunts my dreams, Can anyone tell me what it means? Am I scared? or am I fallin’ apart? Is it some dare? Or Is it something in my heart? I feel a scream climb to my throat One with rage And I am soaked With a cold feeling of dread. I’ve seen it before, I’ve seen them all dead In the nightmares, That repeat in my head And a single tear falls. As I build this last wall To keep out the pain, And all the things had ever came with it. But, he is stillMy boogey man
by ~Suicidal-Wolf-Child
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- Current Residence: Manhattan Kansas
- Interests: Psychology
- Favourite movie: To many to say
- Favourite band or musician: Lincon Park and Savage Garden and Ludacris
- Favourite genre of music: Country
- Favourite artist: Miranda
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe
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- Favourite game: transformers
- Favourite gaming platform: psp
- Favourite cartoon character: Kai
- Personal Quote: Live each day like it was your last, because it very well could be.
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