Irony. Packaged in a nutshell

me? a walking pillow. if you can live with that. i am always around.

Friday, June 30, 2006

Practice.

Aite. Wasnt angsty. Just wanted to try out something over here.


And you put a value to my head
As you shoved dirt to me while i was hungry
Maybe i was that unwanted child
And that you wanted to end things, live on so to speak
ending my life in red gauze and vaccum pipes
So i could taste life , taste pain
And your will be done , the rope burns were still there
So Eat me while you cast a shadow over my little cell.

For I am now gone. And I forgive you.

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