Ignorance Was Bliss Everything Was Free

Ignorance Was Bliss Everything Was Free

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In My head, AZ
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About Me

"WHY ARE YOU WEARING THAT STUPID HUMAN SUIT?"

Join me www.myspace.com/shatt3redhearts21

So I am rewriting this. My name is Sarah. I am a 19 year old poet. I come from a Fucked up backround. I've lived in s****y places. Again some decent, who hasn't. I'm Honest, sometimes too honest. I hurt peoples feelings, is what I mean. If you give me a reason I'll be a b***h. Call me crazy I'll show you what it means. You love me, I'll love you back, you hate me and can't come up with a reason I'll call it jealousy. I'm down to earth yet the opposite. I like a little edge in my life. You can't play it all safe. I don't regret what I do, I regret what I didn't do when I had the chance. Life to me is, how do I put this, It's like chasing a car, or driving to get somewhere, you just never do. Meaning all we live to do, is do, and get nothing in the end. Even if we do, whats it mean when we die? Nothing right? I thought so. I live for the most part alone, or in silence, but I mean in my head. I live in my head alot. My heart has been broken 1 too many times, I'll be damned if I let anybody close again. I'm affraid of a crack in the lava hard shell I've built around it. For writing, I guess I have one idol and one only. Edgar Alan Poe. He's dark Like I, and has a secretive self being.
Lyricist, Pink, I love her music, She's just different, also Pete Loeffler, amazing vocalist and lyrics are breath taking.


"Thirteen: Danzig"

Bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at
With the number '13' tattooed on my neck
That ink starts to itch
Black gon' turn to red

I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young

Got a long line of heartache
I carry it well
The list of lives I've broken
Reach from here to Hell
And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
Pray you don't look at me
And I pray I don't look back

I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young

Found me with a preacherman confessin' all I done
Catch me with the devil playing 21
And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at

I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young
When I was young




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Posted 9 Years Ago


thank you for accepting my friend request:) btw, i love the pics you have on here, youre badass!!!

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Sarah,

♥i would just likk to tell u how beautiful u are!!!!! u have a lovely smile:) and u are also a great poet as well!♥

♥♥♥,
Krystle

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Dear Writer,

it is my wishes that you have a wonderful Valentine's Day. Whether you have one or not, my words are always here to strengthen and encourage as a writer and a friend.

Happy Valentine's Day.

Sincerely,
S. W. Scaggs

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Posted 9 Years Ago


oh..silly me...lol and you dont hafta be sorry dear :-)

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Posted 9 Years Ago


hey...you might call it a late reaction...but well...ehh...just saw ur comment on my pic...what do you wish to ask? "who are you?" as in???

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Sweet yet evil = live gummie bears? They may be good to eat, but they'll kill you in your sleep. Hey - I'm a poet and I didn't even know it! OK, I'm done, I promise. ^_^

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Posted 9 Years Ago


May you have a safe holiday. Have a very Merry Christmas and a happy New Year.

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Honored to be your friend. BTW, love the face art in your latest profile photo. I would like to have a tattoo. Who knows, maybe you'll give me one some day. You have talent.


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Posted 9 Years Ago


That's my residence, too, my head.

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Sarah,

Wow, we are a lot alike. I come from a very troubled past haunting me today. I grew up in bars, night clubs and motels. My father was a gypsy entrepreuner who made millions and couldn't hold onto it. I saw the lowest behaviors of life when I was a kid. When the bar or night club closed at two in the morning, my parents drug me with them to the truck stops for breakfast. Often we lived in my father's place of business, an apartment attached. I saw people cheating, f*****g and fighting. I grew up in a mine field and now I'm trying to live in a cornfield.

Yours,
Billy the Kid

ps please forgive me if i've misunderstood your comments. the exact nature of "my fucked up background" may be entirely different from yours, but we're in pain.