And you never ever ever make a deal with the devilAnd I've been pretty busy anyway, with school and life and relationships and family and friends.
But maybe once in a while I'll be on to look at other people's art and whatever.
Anyway, that's all really.
Have a lovely day.
~kudarcra
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There is no title.He was a beautiful boy with a brilliant mind and a lovely heart of shattered glass, and in the end it was me that had broken it. I never meant any of the things I did or failed to do to show I loved him. They say first love never dies, and I can still see his eyes staring into mine, as I forgot the things I was supposed to say to make this right.There is no title.
He was a beautiful boy with a brilliant mind and a lovely web of vicious lies, and in the end that was all it took to break me. I never realized any of the things
by ~kudarcra
counterfiet livesi stand at center stage forgetting all my lines slipping in one ear and out the other like most of the things you said the words leave my head in mid-scene but really, all it is is lying and i've gotten good at that. like the times when i hid razorblades behind my smile and scars under long sleeves or when i said my prayers at night (though i still don't know what they mean) or when i hid the smell of alcohol and cigarettes and you pretended not to notice or when i pretended to be a child so that you could be my hero because we lecounterfiet lives
by ~kudarcra
Favourites
There is no titleFlying SpiralingThere is no title
Floating beyond reach Can you catch me As I hide in the clouds Can you guess Which shapes I'll make A smile A kiss A touch Sends me flying Knock me off my feet With a simple look Make me soar As you lay in my arms Light my world Then set it on fire With a smile And a kiss You make my world worth living My Beautiful Angel
by ~The-Time-keeper
Again, there is no titleWhat's in a name? Why do we judge Based not on how they loved How many times they smiled Or how many people they helped We claim to live in a nation Where we're free to do as we please Yet we have limitations We claim to tolerate all But when something different is brought to the table People judge and hate and reject But why If we live in a country so free Am I staring at my closet door And at the skittles on the floor?Again, there is no title
by ~The-Time-keeper
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: USA
- Interests: Art, music, books, philosophy, foreign language, cooking, psychology, life.
- Favourite movie: Edward Scissorhands, Mirror Mask, SLC Punk, Pleasantville.
- Favourite band or musician: The Clash, Nirvana, X, Cream, The Pretenders, The Sun, The Beatles, Jimi Hendrix, Love.
- Favourite genre of music: Punk, rock, folk, soul, anything.
- Shell of choice: Pasta?
- Skin of choice: Mine.
- Favourite game: Hide and seek.
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