

INSIDEDeep inside is where I cry Deep inside is where I hide Do you see me here Hidden under blackened clothes Spikes and collars no one knowsINSIDE
(chorus) Know one knows All the things I dream All the thiongs I keep
Locked up tight inside of me
The crimson of their hateful words Burning holes right through my soul The bluie of their eyes when laughter cries Sometimes I hide And hope to die Sometimes I cry inside, deep inside february through january
They do this everyday And everyday I feel the same
(chorus) &n
evil clown
fairy lady
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A Lonely Place Inside My HeadThere is a place That I dwell I call it my Own living hell It's a place That no one else can see A place That's only meant for meA Lonely Place Inside My Head
And when I'm in this place, Everything is red A whole new world of chaos, The only place I dread
It's made of madness, Pain, and fear It kills all hope Anytime it's near Popping pills, getting high, Trying to forget About everything that I have lost And all the things that I regret
And when I'm in this place, Everything is red A whole new world of tragedy, A
Devious Comments
Thank you for the
~charlie
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Wow, thanks for the frav, really apprecate it.
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Enigmatically yours,
*AxDude, LitMuse Founder.
'Moral Victory, hu... funny, that's what they said about Jesus when he was on the cross, "Oh, don't worry Mary, it's a Moral Victory..."'
thank you for adding us to your watch.
we greatly appreciate it.
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Nice
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I never go on the site so don't expect a reply too soon....
As I take the final bow and I walk on off the stage, Will I regret all I have done and was my life in Vain?
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we came together
but you left alone
and i know how it feels
[[to walk out on your own]]
As without the trance of you i live not,
Though i am strong without you i need not be,
So i kiss you goodnight a million miles away,
No chance of us,
Every chance of me,
I've lost.
There is alot of emotion in your poems. (i've read most of them.) I'd like to hear more, coz i think they will get better and better. . .
Welcomes to devART
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I ish a kyootiful bloodeh
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YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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"Boredom kills. It may not kill you but it certainly kills braincells."
-Me-
Well-behaved women seldom make history.
-Laurel Thatcher Ulrich-
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