Hole.I want to cut a hole Deep into my skin Deep into my chest I'll cut it with a grinHole.
I want to cut a hole So I can see inside I want to see if I'll bleed I want to see if I'm alive
I once heard a story About living after dying I want to see if that is true I want to see if they are lying
Because there's hurt within I want to take it all out The hole will let it pour Then I'll be happy without a doubt
So I shred open my heart And I look for the pain I want to find where it starts I want to find where it has
Fades To BlackThe world, it fades Fades to black I'm getting myself Back on track Looking for truth Cause it's what I lackFades To Black
The world, it dies Dies today I look about the room From this tomb I lay Looking for that Which finds my way
This is the fate Of our generation Perfuntory in habit And revelation Finding the world A modern creation Finding the world A modern creation
We aren't the lumpen But the upper class While they're the plastic We're the glass And the world It fades to black &nbs
I Come From A PlaceI come from a place of tears and hate Black and blue bruises show just how irate CRASH! Falls a body onto the ground The others hit like the drummers pound Wailing voices rhyme with cacophonous noises Where no one can wait to be free like a bird Somewhere, sometime, so we will be heard Because we're people too, we're people too I come from a place where freedom isn't true Where you're put down just for being youI Come From A Place
MacabreI Hate Parties by SophadeI hate parties. It’s loud, you get drunk, then what? You try to get yourself home and the morning after is even worse. But I can’t say this anymore, really.I Hate Parties by Sophade
I met him in a party. He was completely drunk. He was handsome. As I was bored and on the way to be drunk too, I asked him if he wanted me to ride him home. He looked at me, surprised, then he approched, so near me, that I could smell his parfum. He said that if I could show him what wamth was, yes he would like me to ride him home. I didn’t quiet understood at that moment, but I brought him to my apartement. The moment we stepped in, he pushed me up aga
My Poetry..
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You have been talked to by NeonNissa. Omg, what will you do?
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Art is all around...
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My eyes are open. ~Tyler Durdan
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You're dead. Nothing can hurt you.
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My eyes are open. ~Tyler Durdan
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Ride, Fish, Create.
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