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ShizDevieced by words And the thoughts we can not stand To split and crumble To bring this world to an endShiz
Looking deep inside Ill see what I can find Once a spot left for you Now focused on
Life without you, your Life without me
In this cruel world, were no one understands The simplest wronging, can ruin all your plans Out of the darkness, comes something To wash it all away I hope you can find the strength To pick up the pieces
Staring into my reflection, seeing nothing but an empty shell Empty without you I s
by ~SirYummyFace
Just done this because I couldThis is how I imagined it Our lives, over come with cavities Leaders, civilians, need a new trust system Hope has slowly perished, as a new age beginsJust done this because I could
The reckoning will follow, the fall of an empire Your shelter in flames, Your life at stake What kind of exchange is this? (hope) What kind of exchange is this? (you)
Destinys cast its line, mine doesn't cross yours Faith is a test, between the body and mind I pledge, to end your worries I pledge, to end this
Hopeless Meaningless Pointless Existence
by ~SirYummyFace
FreedomNobody notices the boy in the room Plotting the worlds demise and doom After being stripped of his last hope He reachs out for one last chance At freedomFreedom
By the time dawn strikes, his plot began Running that blade, up and down his hand He started with the guard, stopping his escape Running the knife over his neck, torse and than
Spilling his guts, all over the floor Enticed by the blood, his lust grew more and more The alarm was sounded, singing the sirens song There coming to get me, to push me along Onwards I march, with my blood drentched rags
by ~SirYummyFace
Mirrors ReflectionIn this cruel world, were no one understands The simplest wronging, can ruin all your plans Even when your loved, and everythings okay Out of the dark comes something, to wash it all awayMirrors Reflection
Reflection stares back In that broken mirror Where the family became broken Where a new path was choosen
The cracks in the mirror, follow my skin Reminding me of the times, I looked deep within Beyond this scarred, exterrior shell And into a peaceful, whole new realm
The blood which was shed, is now forgotten But the scares were i bled, will remain forever &nbs
by ~SirYummyFace
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writers side, of suicide.A permanent solution to a temporary problem - that is what the wise and good people state to help.writers side, of suicide.
The way they make suicide look like a decision based on cowardice is remarkable,
when in the end it is a clear statement of one's strength - at least mine. I cannot speak for all those others.
For all those others that take sleeping pills to attract attention.
For those that wait on the roof of a skyscraper until someone notices them to call the cops.
I can only speak for myself, and my decision is not based on weakness but on absolute power.
Hamlet said it, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, Camus and
by ~xdeadDREAMS
Sally's Storyy.this street runs cold with silence,Sally's Storyy.
the kids aren't out to play. not since little sally killed herself,
with daddy's shotgun yesterday.
with blood all over the floor,
and brains smeared on the walls, there wasn't much of sally's pretty face,
not one bit at all.
last week she spilt her milk, and mummy hit her in the face, daddy made her suck his cock, at a slow and choking pace.
"this is what real milk tastes like, you bitch" daddy screamed at me. while mummy smiled and laughed, simply full of glee.
daddy's doodle went in m
by ~xdeadDREAMS
weiner.Lost and slowly forgotten, Puke, vile, horrid.weiner.
Acid rising from the deepest of crates, Nothing to lose, everything to hate.
Seen and never heard, Cut, stitch, shut.
Ripped apart like the vaguest of torture, Slow to stand, harder to saunter.
Clean and rarely noticed, Wipe, erase, change.
Drawn from the wickedest of sorrow. Praying for today, hoping for tomorrow.
by ~typically-insane
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| Hello, hows it goin? I'm David Niesar Australian 14 turning 15 on 20th of September I play drums, guitar and do screaming vocals lol I play drums and scream in a band I enjoy poetry, as it helps me express myself and yeah thats about it |
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- Current Residence: my shack
- Interests: music
- Favourite movie: Anchorman
- Favourite band or musician: probably Lamb Of God or Porcupine Tree
- Favourite genre of music: Metal
- Favourite poet or writer: Steven Wilson
- Operating System: Windows XP professional
- MP3 player of choice: had an ipod nano 2gb, lost it
- Skin of choice: white
- Favourite game: Fable or Fallout 3 or Left For Dead
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360
- Personal Quote: and then this gyarados was like........
- Tools of the Trade: mind, computer, fingers
- Email: dniesar@hotmail.com
- MSN: dniesar@hotmail.com
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It's Better to Burn Out than to Fade Away.
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LoG are awesome
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