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Star
written by Bloodsplattered_Fears06:26 AM 3/10/05I took a walk today,
to try to get rid of some decay.
But it did not work,
not with all my flaws and cworks.
I want to die,
to be able to fly!
To fly above the stars,
to become happy forever more.
I don't think many care about me,
me and my weird dream and creed.
All THEY see is my outer shell,
they don't see my soul from hell.
I wish there was someone who shard my dream,
someone with the same meaning.
Someone who would join me to the stars,
those stars so very far.
I want to die!
to be able to fly!
*Sigh*Aww...who's gunna do that for me?
who's gunna set me free?
I'm going home,
after all its just the same song...
Who would want me? |
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I hate the civilization of reality in which we must indure untill we kill ourselves.
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