April 2009
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New Day. Freshly baked goods for sale.
You say, I’mbeautiful. I said, Ibelieveyou. Please love me back. Please care.
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Happy Sixteenth.
Dear my one and only Dally Wally,
Wow. You’re so close to freedom, can you feel it coming? Happy Birthday beautiful! I’ve so glad we’re friends. I’m glad we have been childhood friends. And I’m glad I know we’ll always be friends, because I’ve left you a little space in my heart, that can never be replaced. It’s crazy to think about each and every...
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Remember those days?
When there was no need to care for what the future has in store,
when love filled your heart, and ignorance was a positive for once.
And then there was those times, life was tough, and it felt like the whole world was crashing down-hard,
but now it’s over, and I’m another year older.
I made it through the small times.
I made it through the tough times.
I made it through...
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Amber leaves fall as I rise above the branches...
I looked beyond her stale eyes. I forgave her wretched lies. She asked me for just one more, one more hit that would take me to greater heights. She fed my curiosity with a new perspective on the world, and the air I breathe in this very second. She wrapped me up so tight, that I turned into nothing more than a useless tool for her pleasure. She became the only thing I wanted, an untouchable...
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“The kingdom of God is within you.”
– Luke 17:21
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I smoke the leaves that don't fall from the trees.
I smoke a joint before I lay down to rest.
I smoke a bowl before I begin a test.
I smoke a blunt after the sun falls down.
I smoke a pound, I smoke another pound.
I smoke until the smoke is all around.
I smoke until there’s nothing left,
but an empty box full of regrets.
I eat to make the pain go away.
I eat because God decided to make me this way.
I puke so I don’t gain the...
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Nursery Rhymes
Ring a-round the roses,
A deep sign into the debt of despair,
A pocket full of posies,
The obvious landmarks hidden to repair,
Ashes! Ashes!
Burn, for all the sins for the religion that is lost!
We all fall down!
Humanity is the dinner plan planned by the God, the host!
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Isn't it just sad?
How I really have nothing going on in my life.
There’s no special talent or hobby I have.
There’s nothing special about me,
so what do I really have to live for?
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Existence of this fellow named God.
Oh, what to believe now-a-days.
I’m stuck on the border line, between His almighty being and abilities and the truth of this little thing called heaven and hell.
I have been informed about Him, but if i choose not to believe in Him, I might just be eternally damned for life.
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