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She sits alone, in her dark room; sad as she's ever been. Her dad is gone. Mom's away. Alone, all day; everyday. She thinks a while, and makes up ..

Pierce my heart with a thousand needles. Pierce my heart with love. Drag me down into forever, as the light fades from above. The dank, cold dar..

I hear you breathing, In and out, As we lay side by side. Eyes closed, My hand in yours, Our hearts beating in sync. I touch your face And ki..

As evening breaths are taken, the world comes crashing down. Hearts are breaking, Tears are streaming, Screams are being let out. Hands combi..

You and me. Me and you. We make quite the pair. Always right. Always wrong. Everything is fair. Sure, we may falter; Stumble on our words. ..

-This one was also supposed to be taken sarcastically. Not seriously.-

Writing with an elegant pen. Ratty hair suited for a hen. Dirty old clothes, fit for a hobo. No shoes to wear on your big, nasty feet. No toothbru..

- This one was a joke. About my sister.-

I know this girl, who knows only pain. With bruises and scars, and cuts near her veins. Her eyes show only the hurt she hides in her heart. He..

Children, children, running high. Children, children, running dry. Children, children, in the rain. Children, children, I feel your pain. Childr..