

NothingNothings ever simple, Nothings ever easy. Nothings ever what it seems, Or even what its meant to be.Nothing
Everyone wears a mask, Every word is a lie, Every time I think I see, It all comes crashing down on me.
One word means a thousand things, But never what I want it to, Why all these silly games?
Just to make us feel secure. Torn paper on the wind, Scattered words never said, A thought remaining in my head, A pain that I will always hide. A mirror that lies broken, Shards of truth


SometimesSometimes you have to let things go, Sometimes you have to give up on pain, Sometimes you have to turn your back, Just so youll be all right again.Sometimes
Sometimes you have to say goodbye, Sometimes you have to walk away, Sometimes you have to be alone, Just to stop those tears you cry.
Sometimes you make mistakes, Sometimes your heart breaks, Sometimes everything is wrong, And you wonder where that perfect life has gone.
Sometimes the surprises are good, Sometimes the sun might shine, Sometimes everything is fine, Sometimes you achi


Two StonesUpon a white steed he did ride, And sorrowful tears his eyes cried, Holding a white rose to honour his love, Who now graces the world above.Two Stones
Remembering every passionate kiss, And every little, solemn wish, Remembering her beautiful smile,
And crying all the while.
Then his mind turns to her death, The horrible gurgle of her last breath, And tears of blood drying on her face, Anger so strong it made his pulse race.
But she is gone now, lost forever, His heart broken among the heather, The white rose falls from limp hands, On the pla


To Write Love On Her Arms-V2The cruelty against those lost, is forgetting them or choosing not to care, and though it happens day after day, it is too much for one to bear.To Write Love On Her Arms-V2
She is hurting herself as a sign for attention, she longs for the loving eye, she awaits the moment when one will see her, and thank them that she won't have to die.
We are the ones who are specially chosen, to embrace and heal her harms, we are the ones who must reach out, to write love on her arms.
A lost generation they have become, a joy they all have forgot, the truth is simple, the answer is
downfall
Epic Spamdump
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Tidyness! peh!! I can't get inspiration from order, my ideas are spawned from chaos!
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She wears shorts over her pants, fuck that excuse!
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Tidyness! peh!! I can't get inspiration from order, my ideas are spawned from chaos!
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She wears shorts over her pants, fuck that excuse!
<_< overuse of the word "good" >_>
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Tidyness! peh!! I can't get inspiration from order, my ideas are spawned from chaos!
/also overuses that word xD
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She wears shorts over her pants, fuck that excuse!
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