*~*~*Aydyn's Writing*~*~*
Lost in confusion
While lost in peace;
Deprived of a place
That you once called home;

Defined as a secret
That you'll never know;
Collaged in a time
Lost all control;

Time will consume
You will not fear;
We're all living
Quietly
Locked in our fears;

Crying your tears
Purple they bleed;
Forfeit your life
Longing to feed;

On innocent times
In innocent lives;
Forget who you are
No one care in
Life
People loathe in self-pity all the time
So why can't I?
You people trap yourselves in a blanket
Of timeless lies
Contrite and blind.
So why can't I?
Renossonic, hypertonic, sounds
Of our merry, merry, youth.
My life, I think may be trapped,
Trampled on and for what?
Nothing, for fright.
So why can't I?
Salvaged, stuck in crime,
Surfaced with time,
No: going back,
Feined for my life
I think of it
And I cry to be
Obliged for life so
Long without I.
Is blind.
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There is a dream
Inside a Dream
I'm wide awake
Tha more I sleep
You'll understand
When I'm dead
Little Jimmy
Failures lose, they never win
always looked upon as a mortal sin
confide in Gin, fill your life with Sex and inner bliss
Confronted your tormentors,as you would confront your neighbors
it doesnt work anymore, there all gay kids.
Flaunting around in Pretty Pink Drag.
look at his peers, squandering, yelling and screaming
"FAG"
"So what are we going to do with little Jimmy," they say.
He said "treat me like a princess Daddy, the way you were treated when you were a little kid."
His daddy slapped him in the face and said shut the fuck up you little bitch your a damn disgrace.
Which leaves us only to conclude, little jimmy was teased and taunted until he dropped out of school. Now jimmy lives with A pretty pretty husband and a bunch of little kids.
little Jimmy lived happily ever after until one day his daddy came after him. Shot him in the hed 12 times, And said "Ha, that was no son of mine." And poor little jimmy is ded, ded, ded, Now think about my story as you lie in your bed.
Sleep well and good Nite. I pray you don't concieve a faggot tonite.
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