she's that dangerous kind
she only wears black with her long dark hair and her light brown eyes
she loves the sight of blood
her ultimate pleasure is seeing people suffer from pain
hearing them scream and beg makes her moan
she killes with one look of her eye
she makes men drop at her feet
heartless,thoughless
she's a demon witch
she looks like a human,but she's nothing like a human
你 can tell she's different
你 can tell that she's got something special about her
the way she plays with her tongue,touch her skin
the way she chooses one,there's must be something about him she can't figure out
and she has to know any way it takes her before she kills him
she'll take him an easy victim and push him on the bed
she'll roll over him and take off his shirt
then she'll whisper into his ears her famous seductive words:
"close your eyes and picture me,then you'll feel my lips touching yours and an overwhelming heat of me taking 你 straight to hell"
the pleasure she gives,no woman can deliver
she's a 皇后乐队 of all the damned
she never gets enough and she can't be tamed
she's a wild creature,you can't hold inside what she's got
the feelings she has will make your brain go insane
all the twisted pervert thoughts in such a pretty little thing
don't try to stay in her way,don't try to change her
she can't be changed,just like 你 can't change the sky
she's not looking for who can fix her
she's looking for whose exactly like her
but she's one of a kind
she only wears black with her long dark hair and her light brown eyes
she loves the sight of blood
her ultimate pleasure is seeing people suffer from pain
hearing them scream and beg makes her moan
she killes with one look of her eye
she makes men drop at her feet
heartless,thoughless
she's a demon witch
she looks like a human,but she's nothing like a human
你 can tell she's different
你 can tell that she's got something special about her
the way she plays with her tongue,touch her skin
the way she chooses one,there's must be something about him she can't figure out
and she has to know any way it takes her before she kills him
she'll take him an easy victim and push him on the bed
she'll roll over him and take off his shirt
then she'll whisper into his ears her famous seductive words:
"close your eyes and picture me,then you'll feel my lips touching yours and an overwhelming heat of me taking 你 straight to hell"
the pleasure she gives,no woman can deliver
she's a 皇后乐队 of all the damned
she never gets enough and she can't be tamed
she's a wild creature,you can't hold inside what she's got
the feelings she has will make your brain go insane
all the twisted pervert thoughts in such a pretty little thing
don't try to stay in her way,don't try to change her
she can't be changed,just like 你 can't change the sky
she's not looking for who can fix her
she's looking for whose exactly like her
but she's one of a kind
嘿 Mom,
It's been a while
Since 你 sat 下一个 to me,
Since I saw 你 smile
I miss 你 Mom
I wish 你 were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see 你 Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my 心 in two
I'll always remember Mom,
你 taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling 你 Mom
Losing 你 killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what 你 were Mom,
Strong.
In everything 你 said
In everything 你 did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid
I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever 迷失 a parent.
It's been a while
Since 你 sat 下一个 to me,
Since I saw 你 smile
I miss 你 Mom
I wish 你 were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see 你 Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my 心 in two
I'll always remember Mom,
你 taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling 你 Mom
Losing 你 killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what 你 were Mom,
Strong.
In everything 你 said
In everything 你 did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid
I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever 迷失 a parent.
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the 秒 of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But 你 should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do 你 do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three 更多 seconds, gone, like that,
Did 你 use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these 秒 in hell.
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the 秒 of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But 你 should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do 你 do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three 更多 seconds, gone, like that,
Did 你 use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these 秒 in hell.
His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the 爬坡道, 小山
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the 爬坡道, 小山
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die 情绪硬核 婊子, 子 die, bitchy whore. That last 评论 doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first 吻乐队(Kiss) and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it 说 玫瑰 are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if 你 want I'll tell them to can it, all because I 爱情 你 Janet. I don't know who wrote 你 爱情 poem rhyme thing but I 爱情 你 too!
Is It True 你 Lie?
Is It True 你 Hate Me?
Is It True 你 Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True 你 Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True 你 Like Me Crying?
Is It True 你 Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True 你 Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True 你 Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True 你 Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True 你 Let Me Call 你 My True Bestfriend When 你 Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Is It True 你 Hate Me?
Is It True 你 Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True 你 Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True 你 Like Me Crying?
Is It True 你 Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True 你 Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True 你 Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True 你 Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True 你 Let Me Call 你 My True Bestfriend When 你 Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Her eyes were 火, 消防 red,
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why 你 are
mad at me.
Why 你 shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My 老友记 ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why 你 are mad.
Why do 你 have to do
what 你 do to me?
Why does it give 你
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my 老友记 take action?
Why cant 你 tell me WHY?
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why 你 are
mad at me.
Why 你 shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My 老友记 ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why 你 are mad.
Why do 你 have to do
what 你 do to me?
Why does it give 你
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my 老友记 take action?
Why cant 你 tell me WHY?
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not 由 blood, then 由 what?
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, 你 ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time 写作 in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, 你 ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time 写作 in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.