TWLOHAShe doesn't sleep at night Like all the other girls do. She spends her nights sitting up in bed Tears rolling down her pale, pale cheeks. Thinking to herself, "Why's it always gotta be me?" Blood-stained pillows and pain covered sheets Are all that's left but the memory to the pain she has. She lives a lie and hides it all with a smile. Thinking that no one caresTWLOHA
But, rather, the opposite is true.
To write "LOVE" on her arms Is to imprint love on her heart. She dies a little on the inside each day But is really longing for love. A marker and a four-let
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Life's not about waiting for the storm to pass.
It's about learning to dance in the rain..
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Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what i've tasted of desire
i hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
Ithink I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice
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Life's not about waiting for the storm to pass.
It's about learning to dance in the rain..
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Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what i've tasted of desire
i hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
Ithink I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice
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Life's not about waiting for the storm to pass.
It's about learning to dance in the rain..
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Help out a fellow deviant and buy cool stuff in the Art for Adoption Auction; help bring a little girl home!
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I was born, to tell you "I love you".
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c(")(") I'm so cute, so huggable, eat me!
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"You must do everything yourself." (First rule of Alchemy)
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