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Uncertain is the ground I walk. Thin as a sheet of glass, Or hard as a solid rock, But neither my eyes can pass.   Wreckless is the game I play. Stamping and stomping,
When it came to compassion, God didn't show him any.He decided to drive his car after he had a few too many.He hit another car head on.He didn't survive, he is gone.
The killer, the executioner, the hunter, the slayer Ostime, the one who was kicked around by many For no reason that the child could comprehend Ostime, the one who tried to be kind to everyone
They tell me to revise They say I don't listen They say they'll be there
Engraving on the hilt inlaid with gold Newly daubed with tar of flesh and bone A ruddy smearing on the blade Tearing ‘tween muscle, marrow A carving of the heart
EXPOSED! The Princess Dress (a girl’s life behind the fairy tale scenes) By Krystle Zachary   Please listen! Lean forward now As we all discover The typical princess life
-.Once upon a time, there was crafty red cow who had dreams to start her own business. She was friends with a lemur, a tiger, and a donkey   One day a passer by asked to buy some ice cream. The cow had an idea.
In terms of Value, We judge loved ones by their actions, And strangers by their status.  As for ourselves, We often misjudge who we are, Which leads to consequences.
(I've written this poem for anybody who is thinking about committing murder.)
I have reached a resting s
I fear I've made the wrong decision. I'm left guessing again.
A life full of regret is the wrong attitude The remorse, the emptiness, the solitude. Dont crater, don't break You are made to bend Just continue to smile, my love to you I send
“I lay in the tub with blades and blood;  and there they found me”, he said.                               This man, this man whom I have loved. His pain.  It is now apart of my pain.  
  Staring in the Face of Regret by Averey Respall Sitting, Waiting, Procrastinating. Later, After, Then. This is it. It's now or never. Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock A glimpse at the clock
When The world moves Eyes Bloom Hearts fusee Some want to be the wife And some the groom But it only matters on how you act in the living room And who makes it to the grave tomb But thats what is called the Big Boom When the world collapsed and l
Children growing up too fast Hurrying to have sex before they go to class
Hear that rumbling roar, See that majestic bird soar,
Harsh Whip Painful Obedience Rewarded Pleasure Consequences Incognizant Joy Abound Futile Resistance Lost Control Scarring Realization Reality Altered Desires Overwhelming
The Hardness of her heart the coldness of her hand, i wonder why she ignores me so much.   The sparkle in her eye is only when she crys, confort seems to not be enough.  
Through years of experience I have learn that people may sometimes forget what you have said to them in the past, They may forget what you did, But one thing that I can asure is that they will never forget how you made them feel,
You never know how much you have Or if you will survive Time is of the essence   How long you'll stay alive   A sacred unknown fate All depends on the ticking clock
as if looking at you were not enough, my heart does skip a beat in time to you. when i beheld you i instantly knew, your love would make me your most treasured buff. for this cannot be love's truest hour, mere impulse is your specialty, my dear.
Time is temporary Short in its permanence Infinite in appearance People live Dying to carve their permanent mark Dragging their knife through the flesh of life Hoping to leave scars as screams
It's been awhile since we talked, It's just that talking has become hard, Things have changed more than I thought.  
Time is traveling forward not back. Forget your past and of your lack. The dial be still yet the shadows are moving. A window awaits you birds that slack.
The power of words, is awesome to behold. They build and they break, they furl and they fold. A simple word, empowers a man, Or throws his hopes, his dreams in the can. Such simple devices, such miniscule tools,
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