I wrote.. I read. Donât know what it said. But It was me, So I went to bed.
I...
Eyes of storms past unnoticed the witch will sing a croaking song to light the dying crying...
White as a sheet ghostly color, sans countenance of mine impossible to differentiate between...
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Am I mad? I must be They never stop telling me But me is what I will always be...
lie to me. Love is a crazy charades game oh baby, I donât want to play anymore now victory...
Why ?
Why does my sexuality matter to you or your not into me Yet I bet you want to know so...
Oh my God what is humanity coming to Teenagerâs roaming the streets looking for something to do...
H.G. Wells..., ah...now there without dark shadow of a doubt, in my (myopic brown) eyes,...
Sparrowsong what are you doing?
A love survey...
Listen to this...
Do you love a...
âShut up, for pityâs sake you donât need to yellâ âStop shouting in my face, Are you crazy?...
Let me go... Just please let me go I struggle to escape your grasp but Your hard grips...
What a funny fashion girls are following today The latest trend âSlug-eyebrowâ Gets overdone...
The menacing mind in the middle of the night Imagines the imaginable Things that are not...
Is anyone else muddled up Or is it only me Crikeys this Christmas holiday Has got me...
I don't believe I would like myself If I met me For you see I'm bland