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Sitting on my computer chair,
Wandering who is there,
Left in this world happy,
When me I feel so sappy,
Waiting for the clock to hit three ten,
So my drag life at school comes to an end,
Seeing many faces "good bye" they all say,
Thats the half way point of my day,
Coming home I sit down,
Wandering when my life will be over and I'm not bowned,
To this world would be happy is I were to drown,
At least the curl people will all be old sound,
I go though each day waiting for it to end,
Like the apkolispe or volcano somthing times ten,
Let the world.....end emo
- by xxxiHinata Inuzukaxxx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/20/2008 |
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- Title: Black cold brocken hart 1
- Artist: xxxiHinata Inuzukaxxx
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Description:
It describes how I feel most of the time.....
(1 of 10 lifeless poemsstories from my Black cold brocken hart)
Coming soon,
Black cold brocken hart 2 - Date: 10/20/2008
- Tags: lifepaincurlty
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- Teply - 10/20/2008
- You mean wondering here - "Wandering who is there"
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