Me
~ATTENTION HISTORIANS!~
Music and Art are my life,
i love classical, dubstep, and altern,
i play no favorites but do tend to lean on one more than the other,
When i comes to my family,
im very protective, like a riot shield
i do have sibs that i care for alot
i also love my many sisters here on gaia
dont forget i love being funny, emotion_c8
overall, im awesome
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Migraine Panic
Pulse race whilst
Heads split like,
Watermelon
My heart and head,
They beat at the same, Pace.
Heartbreak and, Headache galore.
It’s sadistic.
Bloody white rose,
Mary oh, Mary,
I hate you.
Flat Tires
I wish upon a lone star.
It’s a shame for my dream,
It didn’t get too far.
No, it careened into,
The bottom of the lake
I hit the highway,
To have my dream,
See better days.
It’s too bad.
Strangers direct me,
To the mountain pass
Called broken glass
One step and tears rain,
Lightening stuck…
I drove myself to the edge,
The brink of despair
I flew off that ledge!
Into a ditch
I called you my tow truck,
Because you picked me up,
Dragged my a** back to the cove,
The cove called… misery.
My Own Grave
Digger’s digs a thousand, dead ditches.
A thousand more died, with-in the ditches.
The ditches they dug themselves.
They drink a drug, to numb the pain.
The pain of putting their life,
In the collapsing cave
Dread the day, your demise is nie.
Never despair for death doth not leave,
Your lonely soul alone
Break the chain, and destroy the foundation.
Or you’ll be doomed to die,
A thousand deaths
In the ditches you dug yourself…
Hallucinogen Escapee
Fe Fi ******** you reality,
Haven’t you done enough?
You left everything to casualty.
You leave us with:
A bitter sweet love,
To be aimlessly a drift,
Oh, and, of course malice.
Working a nine to five,
Fed up with dead-end towns,
Wondering if I’m still alive,
Hey let spice it up, a homicidal clown.
It’s no wonder,
People are in ******** out of their minds,
Browns with their Nines,
Whites with their shrooms,
Can a brother, get a mirage, up In this b***h…?
