

The Slip-up.She's dizzy, plain and simple, Famished for weeks on end; still isn't happy. She argues with herself, then decides: His ignorance will always get the best of him. Her delicate feet stumble down the marble stairs, And she knows she can't be fixed. Her streaming tears turn to ashes as they hit the floor. Runs still, to nowhere. Anywhere. Anywhere but him. Glossy eyes welt up, and she collapses. It's all coming down now, all falling down. And she wants to be inivisible. Because the Other has everything she wants; Everything she's wished for...him. She's crushed, fightsThe Slip-up.


Dancing With DeathHer ebony hair sweeps back as she walks through the door, The stilletto heels click on the ballroom floor. Her paperthin wrist rests by his neck, She screams inside, she becomes a wreck.Dancing With Death
She's crawling towards her final breath. She's lying, cheating, and dancing with death.
The tears build up, but the song plays on, They glide along, before her life is foregone. They spin in circles, he twirls her around, He dips her behind, and low to the ground.
She's crawling towards her final breath. She's lying, cheating, and dancing with death.
Mascara is


He Loves Me NotHe loves me, he loves me not, I perish inside, Crumble, and rot. Like a dying rose, I fall apart, As I sew up the creases Of my heart.He Loves Me Not
The petals are slowing Running out, I lose the feeling I can't live without. I'll rob you of your kisses, Steal them away, So that they mend This state of disarray.
I'm in a garden With memories near. Your face shines through Every little tear. So insignificant, I'm nothing to you. The laughter is gone, the smiles askew.
We're ignoring everything &
Angel Eyes

Caress the bitternessCaress the bitternessCaress the bitterness
Remember the words you once spoke as truth Sell all you own, forgive the sin of your youth Take what you need but leave what you have And live the life we all dreamed. (WE THOUGHT WE HAD)
Caress the bitterness.
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<Sakura>What would disrupt your "karma" would be you doing something wrong
<HITMAN>
*walks outside*... do i have to say anymore?
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Time's up, bring your style with you cause you need Labography
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He loves me, he loves me not.
He loves me, he loves me not...
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Member of ~The-Fairy
My stock
I -looove- you.
Love you lots,
Becky
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Love,
Becky
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