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If you left,
I wouldn't miss you,
I wouldn't cry for you,
I wouldn't say your name,
If you left,
I wouldn't dream of you,
I wouldn't write to yo..
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I'm going to find myself,
If I appear before I come back,
Please tell me where I've gone.
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An old tale my grandma told me once...eh...
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I'm looking at the mirror,
But all I see is a monster,
This ugly, hated monster,
I can't bare to look a the monster,
I break the mirror but the im..
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The way you look at her,
It makes me sick,
Ever time you hug her,
It makes me want to cry,
Every time you kiss her,
Tears my heart into pieces,
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Our hearts were tied together with heart strings,
But once your heart left mine,
Mine hung itself with the loose strings,
Thanks :)
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Why yes,
I DO color the grass pirple,
And yes.
I DO have an imaginary friend,
Also yes,
I DO hug random people,
I guess you could say...
I'm a ..
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Eh...a fiction story/book thing about the life of a demon girl in a world of never ending winter and with other mystical cretures (angles, werewolves,..
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The sweet sensation,
The adrenaline...
As you play with death,
Its so close I can almost taste it,
And yet too far to imagine,
The antisipation a..
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Little angel,
Her wings ripped from her,
Her golden hair turned gray,
Her white robe torn to shreds,
She was left for dead,
Scarred and battered,..
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