I n c a s e y o u d i d n' t g u e s s I w a s |
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Poison I'm poison, perfect Get close and you die I'm poison, silent I look like I'm fine I'm poison, slow You get caught off guard I'm poison, crippling I make living hard I'm poison, deluding Watch your world sink I'm poison, addictive And you've taken a drink January 12, 2004 |
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Corruption We each tried to taste The vial corruption laced We took our sips Liquid passed lips She coughed I laughed She spat it up I drained my cup She felt tainted Darkness acquainted I still felt free Darkness I can't see January, 2004 |
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I am reborn From pain and apite Self-hate and scorn Are what feel right I feel okay I'm so alone I know each day Shows the unknown I hope I find somone who''l care Because I'm sick of solitaire January, 2004 |
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Goodbye What do I miss? Her talk or kiss? Her eyes or her ass? Am I that crass? Her tongue or voice Why'd I rejoice? Did acts or art Compel my heart? January, 2004 |
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Nerd's End He lived alone, the perfect geek Societies always spawn freaks Only his landlord knew his name He turned up dead with none to blame In highschool he was an outcast His grades wond first but his life last No friends, no parties, and no dates Some learned to love; he was thaught hate College just tunred his life to hell Although his classes all went well He knew that life he somehow missed At twenty-one he'd never been kissed He lived alone, and worked at night the wage was good, but life was blight He could never get a girlfriend Rejection was each attept's end Over and over his heart raced In rejection he felt disgraced Thinking his whole life would be pain He put a bullet in his brain. -February 2, 2004 |
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Me I wake up everyday I get out of bed to see In my mirror's display If I'm still me Yes I am, Yes I am, Yes I am,, damnit Why am I this Each minute, Each day This life I won't miss If I can get away But I can't, But I can't, But I can't, damnit I'd like to change Try someone new It seems so deranged Show waht can I do? Nothing, Nothing, Nothing, damnit February 3, 2004 |
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I wrote these |