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Novembre

MasterLeft grieving I claw against the walls of this cell you put me in, master Tears streak down my cheeks as I scream out for guidance My nails broken and arms covered in fresh scars Exhausted I've become from trying to escapeMaster
Forever alone You have left me here for long enough I cannot tell when the sun sets and the moon rises, master Only company are these walls that mock me I thought you came to visit me once but it was only in a vision
Now insane Every day thoughts destroyed by memories, my face contorted in agony You do not allow me to eat, left me weak &nb
Devious Comments
It was nice to read from you - but at the same time I am sorry because it always takes me so long to get back to people.
Your feedback's appreciated
greets
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Suicide is expressive art. Just remember it's art! Meaning it affects people whether u want it to or not, even those u don't know.
~Nichts ist fur mich,
Nichts war fur mich,
Nichts bleibt fur mich,
Fur Immer~
I think I shall do the same, you've got some smashing work
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Music Filter One
Pornography Liquidated
~Cerasine
~Merrissey
*Liquidated
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i hate everyone.
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"you is my favoritest norwegian" ~benighted-raven
My love *messy-jessie
thanks for the DevWatch...
LION
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Franz Kline Lives!
"tilted horizons do not art make- they simply make things look artsy" -Sam Wynch, 1994, B.G.S.U. Photojournalism Department Chairman
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i hate everyone.
<3
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Lara Jade.
larajadephotography@googlemail.com
l a r a j a d e . c o . uk
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I walked down to a river and sat in reflection of what had to be done
An offering of crimson flowed into the water below
A wound of spirit from which it floated and faded away
But sadly, that is not me.
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I walked down to a river and sat in reflection of what had to be done
An offering of crimson flowed into the water below
A wound of spirit from which it floated and faded away
Have a nice day
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dexium
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Franz Kline Lives!
"tilted horizons do not art make- they simply make things look artsy" -Sam Wynch, 1994, B.G.S.U. Photojournalism Department Chairman
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the number twelve looks like you. If These Bullets Could Talk
what you've accomplished against me was sickening.
so i'll be sure to return the favor.
you hurt me horribly. i turned back, you killed me.
i haven't for much, but i'll ask you this,
why
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Don't tell me what I want, don't tell me what I need.
Don't tell me how I need to feel, I feel GODDAMN NOTHING!
-MUDVAYNE
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