blood redThe moon sets its blade upon my head
Lighting the depths of my empty soul
I am not alive, neither am I dead
Inside my mind's castle hollow bells toll
But when the wind blows its howling horn
Among the void you will be reborn
And when I feel your life in my veins,
The shattered sun will shed its bloody tear
Entangled by the endless beginning's chains
I'll silently whisper into your ear
That as I was once lifeless and torn
Within you in darkness I will be reborn
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I LOVE CUPCAKES!!!!!!!!!
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Death is something to happen to one who expects it...
The Impartial Friend: Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuge are for all -- the soiled and the pure, the rich and the poor, the loved and the use
Die for Love
In the park i did so well,
i met a boy i loved like hell.
He came and stole my heart from me,
oh how that boy could set me free.
I ran up the stairs to my bed,
Not a word to my mam was said.
my dad came home late that night,
He looked at me from left to right.
He came through the door which he had broke
And saw me hanging from a rope,
He took his knife to cut me down.
And on my dress a note was found:
Dig my grave, Dig it deep. Marble stone from head to feet And on the top place a dove.
to show the world I died for love...
Something GOOD will happen to you tonight at 9:22 PM.
This is not a joke.
Someone will either call you or will talk to you online and say that they LOVE YOU.
Do not break this chain.
Send this to 13 people in the next 45 minutes
good luck with your crush.
p.s. don't forward this.. copy and paste
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Death is something to happen to one who expects it...
The Impartial Friend: Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuge are for all -- the soiled and the pure, the rich and the poor, the loved and the use
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Death is something to happen to one who expects it...
The Impartial Friend: Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuge are for all -- the soiled and the pure, the rich and the poor, the loved and the use
--
Death is something to happen to one who expects it...
The Impartial Friend: Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuge are for all -- the soiled and the pure, the rich and the poor, the loved and the use
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I LOVE CUPCAKES!!!!!!!!!
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shadow's over the wall
is this an illusion I'm seeing
the darkness covers me
and hides my very being
I hide from the world cause it hides from me. what you get is what you see
do i even exist in this life?
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Bah-weep graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong!
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