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I slammed the door in Lambchops blood covered face and rampaged out of the corpse filled bungalow with rage. I couldn’t believe he would do such a thing but after ...

You dont see these tears i cry And i dont understand your lies Anymore than you love me What's your pleasure Is my pain Whats so fun About this game? ...

you daont see the tears i cry, and i dont understand your lies, anymore than you love me! and on those hungry days i think of your evil ways, much, ...

that forged but cheeky smile, stretched for f***in' miles and miles, til it shettered back to bland, where you crushed my heart in your sweaty hand!

well , i think there should be some editing but dont know were. please leave comments! chandra- a thick black ankle in the sand, and pink splotches on your hands' ...

You smile in hope to make a conversation and I stride on, but deep inside I want you, somehow,somewhere, and maybe, if you want me too just take me! please ...

When the tears fill my eyes And a sharp pain picks my throat 'Cos I dont want him to see my fear Could i lean on your shoulder, As my ...

Surrounded by memories of you, As i ask myself if my feelings Could be unreal or untrue. Twisted by love again, And i just can't decide, How many times to ...

The orange streetlamps highlight the rain as another teenage gay cries in pain, On the corner where the drunks lie. They beat him up, they called him names, he tries ...

He's the great big leather bear hug. He sends shivers up my spine. Strictly chridtian rocker, Makes me so nervous every time He has a golden baby mustache, some acne ...

A frown is reflected in a broken-hearted, teenage mothers eye. My differences rejected in this facist country's sullen sigh. With all the same old features. pick your coulor, choose your ...

A prozac-like smile That could stretch about a mile Greeted me in my own house 'Hello!' he beamed As he popped out from behind the door My mind giggled happily ...

Munching on cashews, trying hard to concentrate. Pink hair veis my eye. Drinking herbal tea, Writing a double haiku. A willo tea cup.

Its about my ex-boyfriend who was a total a-hole... yeh and whenever he told me he got this girl pregnant, i felt i couldnt trust him. then i discovered he ...