No life is lived without a living breath
But life ensued is lived as living death
And centered here is ever searing pain
A single cloud above a rolling plain
Has ever captivated open minds
To look beyond and see what they could find
A light, a star, and brighten up the sky
Is to create a shadow standing by
To eat the dreams of effervescent souls
And fill the night with deeper darker holes
For things of fright to hide in all day long
Come out at night to sing their eerie song
Of death and tears and light that’s all but gone
The massacre that people know is wrong.













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I Lick Penguins =^.^=
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"Have you ever done it with a ninja?......want to do it again?" -Givon's random moment
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You deserve to be slapped!
*swack*...you've been slapped.
98% of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this in your signature.
well done I say!
-Kitten
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Mr. Holmes thanks you for your letter. At the moment he is in retirement in Sussex, keeping bees.
-Reply of a bank at 221B Baker Street, London, in response to 4 or so letters addressed daily to fictional sleuth Sherlock Holmes
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Stupid people talk about people...
Average people look for things...
Wise people create ideas...
Ideas give people wings.
-Kitten
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Mr. Holmes thanks you for your letter. At the moment he is in retirement in Sussex, keeping bees.
-Reply of a bank at 221B Baker Street, London, in response to 4 or so letters addressed daily to fictional sleuth Sherlock Holmes
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Stupid people talk about people...
Average people look for things...
Wise people create ideas...
Ideas give people wings.
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