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Death to the Puppet
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Butterfly...From a caterpillar to a butterfly I spread my wings of magnificent colors of dark red black and blue As they dry I watch everything around me Soaking in what I can Wanting to know what I must to surviveButterfly...
My wings become firm I start to flap Taking my first flight As I fly My wings of pain and despair spread their fine powder that coats them
This creature I am Made to look appealing But built to cause pain
With a flap of my wings I spread chaos around the world
I wonder Wonder if I am God’s child Or Sata
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WillI try to fight Try to keep it alive But this light is dimming I feel this shadow start to cover my heart I tell myself to not give up To keep on trying But even the mighty Spartans fell to the mighty Persian army This battle is ending and I fear this outcome We hurt Not only ourselves But one another Not that we mean to We make one another feel like shit But we don’t mean to You cry I hold back This waltz is going to end soon We say we make each other happy Yet in the end we only are covered in sorrow It is as if it is greateWill
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...But we are together...They took his name out of schools Started to build upon silly rules Then tear them down And build anew...without a sound Destroyed civility Now we live in humility...But we are together...
We have run the wrong way This unexpected turn will end this play Soon we will have our wish The suffering will stop upon the kiss We will leave this world destroyed Our actions will be void
All they think about is who has the "Big.ger stick" While the world grows sick Money and music runs the earth How are we to learn when baptized from birth to learn that th
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- Current Residence: My cold and dark world
- Favourite style of art: Pencil/ black and white sketches
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Wallpaper of choice: Sorrow, it shows my true side
- Personal Quote: We seek the answers to the questions we have, yet the answer is seldom what we want.
- Tools of the Trade: My hands, Pencil, Pen and my pain
- MSN: Ignorance.69@hotmail.com
- Yahoo: humblenemo@yahoo.com
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“Cherish a soul that is wrought in love; for one day it could die as quietly as the glorious sun and then all would know of the bitterness of existence in a world without warmth, in a world without living, in a world without the passion of love" Lavenia
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I know I have a heart...because it hurts me so...
I'm not broken hearted, I'm just broken in...
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Life is always a competition...
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-Jeszxz-
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