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OK wicked Pissed Off. One of my favorite cd's got screwed up in Europe after someone borrowed it... Not naming names, but it wont burn, so now I have to buy a new copy. Seriously pissed.
Senior pics tonight! Yay!
OK, fine I will put up a song/poem from Europe, Kara. But not the drunk one. Not yet, anyway.
Gargle your pain
Your mouth is salty
With all the bitter words
You have swallowed whole.
Why the fuck do you feel
Like you can constantly kill me?
When with the way I feel,
You wouldn’t even need a bullet.
It’s the way my tears prick
Beneath my reflection’s own face.
The blades slice and murder,
But I can’t taste any blood.
The voice on the radio sings about scars
And these scars are real.
But the tiny thread that holds
Must someday be released.
And when it does
You need to watch your fucking back.
Because I’m coming to deliver
The last stanza you’ll never forget.
This one has a Fall Out Boy type of feel to it. I love the last stanza... ttfn chickadees.
Senior pics tonight! Yay!
OK, fine I will put up a song/poem from Europe, Kara. But not the drunk one. Not yet, anyway.
Gargle your pain
Your mouth is salty
With all the bitter words
You have swallowed whole.
Why the fuck do you feel
Like you can constantly kill me?
When with the way I feel,
You wouldn’t even need a bullet.
It’s the way my tears prick
Beneath my reflection’s own face.
The blades slice and murder,
But I can’t taste any blood.
The voice on the radio sings about scars
And these scars are real.
But the tiny thread that holds
Must someday be released.
And when it does
You need to watch your fucking back.
Because I’m coming to deliver
The last stanza you’ll never forget.
This one has a Fall Out Boy type of feel to it. I love the last stanza... ttfn chickadees.