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It's Time for... by PS2girl, literature

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It's Time for...

Our whisper silent footsteps echo all around, Invading your feeble little mind. Your throat’s so dry you can’t scream. We’re coming for you, darling… You know that my words are true, Still you try to lie your way through. While you try to hide and run away. As if walls could keep us at bay. But you know tat my words are true, And it’s time for some harm to come to you. Your trembling breaths bounce off the walls, Your dripping sweat turns into a flood. It must suck to betray yourself, Especially when all along, You know that my words are true, Still you try to lie your way through. While you try to h

Heartbeat Rhythm by PS2girl, literature

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Heartbeat Rhythm

The world’s full of chaos, Hectic lives and more. Nobody’s really certain, How to find the peace. But I can, When I listen very carefully, When you’re fast asleep. I can hear your heartbeat, heartbeat rhythm. Captured in its comfort, Sheltered from our pain. Here we are together, Dancing to our heartbeat, heartbeat’s rhythm. And we’re never gonna stop, our love will never end. People say in this modern world, True love can never last. It isn’t even real. In each other arms, we’ll show them wrong. And I’ll, Listen very carefully, When you’re fast asleep. I can hear your heartbeat

Forbidden Fruit by PS2girl, literature

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Forbidden Fruit

They call our home paradise, Where we party forever, warm or cold. We chitter and chatter like happy mice, But only when we’re told. They call our home utopia, And this is the cost. Our freedom lies behind the Wall, Slick as ice, smooth as glass. Don’t try to climb, you’ll only fall. It’s our Forbidden Fruit that we constantly pass We’re Adams and Eves, In the Garden of Eden. Except unlike them, we wish to leave. Writing on the Wall, with a jet-black pen. They say we are the luckiest ones alive, But we pay a heavy cost, Our freedom lies behind the Wall, Slick as ice, smooth as glass. Don’t try

MyFreeFallIntoMadness by PS2girl, literature

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MyFreeFallIntoMadness

I’ve never been so helpless, The puppet on the string. Sanity becomes less & less, Confusion swirling round me in a ring. Fear strikes now because... It’s Satan’s day for gladness, My freefall into madness. My head has finished living, My heart, no longer living. Now run, run away, Or you too will have to pay. I’ve never been so alone. All my friends have either fled, Or had their flesh stripped from bone. Blood has never looked so red. Lives end now because, It’s Satan’s day for gladness, My freefall into madness. My head has finished living, My heart, no longer giving. Now run, run away, O

A Door WRusty Hinges by PS2girl, literature

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A Door WRusty Hinges

I want to calm down and relax, But I just can’t. Because I know you’re coming. I can hear you walking down the hall. Why did you do this? Why did you betray us? We were your friends. We cared for you, loved you. And now you hate us all. I turn to face the door, The door you will walk though. Its hinges are rusted. That’s gonna make a huge creak. Please don’t open. Now there’s just silence, Stay that way. Maybe I can escape though the window.... I might be able to make it..... The silence is shattered by the creaking door. You’re in the room, I’ve never been so scared, I can see the hate

Bubbles by PS2girl, literature

Life's Dance by PS2girl, literature

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Life's Dance

Come this way, though the door of fame. No one will see you the same. We can make you go down in history. Your perfection nothing but a mystery. To bad that face could never cover a magazine, but hey take a chance. Because that’s this life’s dance. So we’ll dance our endless dance, or at least we’re gonna try. Cause we’re not pretty enough, we’re not pretty enough. No we’re never pretty enough. Still we’ll dance and dance and dance, we’ll dance until we die. But we’re still not pretty enough. But that’s okay…. Because we can make you pretty. Cute as a kitty. Buy this an

What You Are by PS2girl, literature

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What You Are

You think you’re so good, Always saying and I quote: “Don’t do this, don’t do that just let me.” You don’t think we could, Even zip up our own coat. But soon you will see…. You’re just a –y Little no-good, whiny, talk back, anti-teachers pet. Everybody hates you. Strutting around thinking you’re so smart, But what can you really do? Invasive friendless freak, clued out from reality. Lock you in a padded cell, like an animal for the zoo. Cause that’s just what you are. Doesn’t matter what the truth shows, You’ll always fight back, Saying you’re right. But t

Angel by PS2girl, literature

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Angel

I’m an angel, But I’m not coming down from the clouds above, I’m clawing my way out of the ground below. I’m an angel, But when I appear, instead of telling the mortals to have no fear, I tell them to run if they still can. I’m an angel, But I haven’t come to save the righteous, Instead my mission is to damn them all. I’m an angel, But I wear no heavenly robe, For I am clothed in nothing but black. I’m an angel, But I’m not clean, There’s too much blood covering me. I’m an angel, But I can’t play soothing music on the harp, My hands already wield a double edged sword

SnowStorm by PS2girl, literature

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SnowStorm

I’m cold. I’m very cold. I can’t breath, The cold has invaded me. It’s sweeping into my body. My lungs are frozen. I can’t breathe… Got to get out, Out of the cold. Warmth, need warmth. Got to get to the heat. Why am I so cold? Why can’t I move? Have to get to the heat. Have to get out of the cold. But I can’t, I can’t move. The cold just keeps going deeper. Crawling under my skin. Invading my body. Taking control. Snow starts falling. It’s covering me. It’s becoming me, And I’m becoming it. Now I’m breathing it in. It’s settling in my lungs. Mak

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MyFreeFallIntoMadness by PS2girl, literature

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A Door WRusty Hinges by PS2girl, literature

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Salty by PS2girl, literature

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Salty

Hey you, get back here, Can’t you see she’s hurt? Poor lonely dear. You helped her pull out to much fire, and now she’s been burnt. She’s all alone in her secret place, Sitting on her broken little rock in her broken little world with her broken little soul. You locked up her heart in a once gold case. Her bonfire smothered into a bunch of blackened coals. And her face is turning crimson cause she’s crying salty tears, Salty tears, Salty tears. Her face is turning crimson cause she’s crying salty tears, Salty tears, Crimson tears. Didn’t your mama ever teach you to be careful with something so

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Jan 16, 2009

Desert Island Survey Thingy!

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[Alright, here be a few questions ~Phantomoflove (https://www.deviantart.com/phantomoflove) thought up for the classic "stranded on a desert island" scenario. These questions are assuming you are equipped with all the appropriate/necessary devices to enjoy the luxuries involved in these questions] IF YOU WERE STRANDED ON A DESERT ISLAND... 1. What 8 CDs/casettes/records/etc would you want to have with you? (no mix CDs or anything like that) [Mindless Self Indulgence Frankenstein Girls Will Seem Strangely Sexy & You'll Rebel to Anything, Pink I'm Not Dead & Funhouse, Billy Talent 1+2, John Mellencamp The Very Best That I Could Do, and Arcade Fire Neon Bible.] 2. What 4 movies?

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Dec 21, 2008

Merry (almost) Christmas

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Just wanted to say Merry Christmas/Season's Greeting/Happy Holidays etc etc. School is finally over for the year so I have a few weeks of happiness before the place of evil reopens. I also wanted to draw your attention to this- https://plancanada.ca/NetCommunity/Page.aspx?pid=1334 GIVE A GIFT OF HOPE!!!!!! Though the plan you can give a gift of hope of: Livelihood - Gifts that help families earn an income (I gave a goat =p) Education - Gifts that provide opportunity for children, youth and women Health - Gifts that improve the health of families Habitat - Gifts that improve the water and environment These gifts can be as little as $

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Aug 10, 2008

A lot of Random Stuff

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I feel so bad right now...my poor cat had a bone problem, his hip bone was disintegrating so he had to get surgery the vet has done it millions of times on cats and dogs and she said it went perfectally but because they had to cut the muscle he's still in some pain even he can't really feel it because we give him so much dope(painkillers) and so he dosen't tear the muscle he has to saty locked up in a cage for a month! :sniff: My poor baby! :tears: He also has to wear a cone when we're not around so he dosen't lick the wond and reopen it, but that should only be for about a week. THe thing is this all wouldn't be so terrible if he didn't look