

A Frome's WinterShe stares into the darkened hallwaysA Frome's Winter
of the chilled house
the winter lamenting in anguish
outside the frosted windows beating against the glass and waiting to steal in. The woman becomes but a child; sad, morose eyes hewn of lonely fog grey. Fathers that never earned that title murmur sinister things as the girl curls into a corner of
oblivious, unyielding walls.
The cold becomes a sort of gradual thing as her heart slowly falls into a slow muttering
slackened with the snow and uneasy group of
her frosting structure. And finally she relinqu


Brand new eyesI'm sorry, but unintentionally you have mutilated this poor heart to nothing more than a shapeless, throbbing mass.Brand new eyes
It seems really like
the only thing testosterone bags are useful for is leading you on spinning you around and
giving them the satisfaction of
seeing all your hopes dwindle back down into dust. Nothing lasts forever
I should have remembered that.
Although, my tragic affection I may clip a leaf off our dying chrysanthemum
and pray its grows
towards the autumnal sky. Press a flash of ice wate


OblivionWe walk lonely, cobbled roads in search of a focus point in this spiritual exile we make excuses for why we stumble and fall we hide the cracked heels and mewl plaintively for a horse to carry us the rest of the way.Oblivion
Music wonderful music murmurs in a winding drift
with celestial decadence silently explaining in a way only her Muse can as to why we traverse such extremes
and scream for mercy in teal glass glaciers.
And oh, how we sob for it,
for that ethereal thing children call 'savior'
a hero, heroine to ride us to our homesteads
tucking us away fro


A dead poetThe Y Generation is that what we simply are? An aimless existence in which we whine and pitch and moan and claim with scowls that the world owes us something? That you're something grand and great and I should kiss your stinkin' converse?A dead poet
How dare you give us such a cruel, harsh name to have to prove ourselves otherwise. Do you feel no remorse, no regret for these actions and consequences I am now pressured to bear? I am of different times and different circumstances. I pray your action leave me be.
But no. They shall not.
Because they shall echo behind me like my darkened, elusi
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shikamaru + temari= LOVE
.......dont look down on emo kids, look down on the people who made them that way.......
woop woop
MMFWCL
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.::. caress the one .::.
.::. the never fading rain in your heart .::.
.::. the tears of snow white sorrow .::.
.::. caress the one .::.
.::. the hiding a m a r a n t h .::.
.::. in a land of the daybreak .::.
Amaranth - Nightwish
thanks
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shikamaru + temari= LOVE
.......dont look down on emo kids, look down on the people who made them that way.......
woop woop
MMFWCL
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Sometimes I even amaze myself.
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Don't mock the Penguin!!!
Simple Things Amuse Simple Minds
90% of teens today would die if Myspace had a system failure, and was completely destroyed. If you are one of the 10% that would be laughing, copy and paste this to your sig!!!
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LIFE IS A SONG.
There are going to be sharps and flats.
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||+i want to be the one to walk in the sun+||
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