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Wednesday, March 20, 2013. Let me wear the day. Shine it bright; shine it loud,. And on the unthinkable day,. When the sun doesn’t shine, but it rains,. The child does not swim,. She floats a long. What are frail, what are deep? Unless you do it first,. I won’t rest I won’t sleep. And until you learn to fly,. I will keep going; I will try. And if you want me too,. I will end; I will die. Tuesday, February 12, 2013. Now You've Slowly Murdered Her. Blood rushing from the cut in her skin. She sits and laughs.

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Wednesday, March 20, 2013. Let me wear the day. Shine it bright; shine it loud,. And on the unthinkable day,. When the sun doesn’t shine, but it rains,. The child does not swim,. She floats a long. What are frail, what are deep? Unless you do it first,. I won’t rest I won’t sleep. And until you learn to fly,. I will keep going; I will try. And if you want me too,. I will end; I will die. Tuesday, February 12, 2013. Now You've Slowly Murdered Her. Blood rushing from the cut in her skin. She sits and laughs.

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Jar Of Hearts: Dancing in the Rain

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Tuesday, February 12, 2013. Dancing in the Rain. Dancing in the rain. The rain of the tears that fall from my face, as I realize,. I am worthless,. To the world, to my family, to my friends. I don't know why I'm just realizing it now, when I should have known all along. I guess that proves how stupid I am. All the wasted years, thinking that I meant something, to someone,to anyone. I feel drowsy, and fall to the ground, eyes closing, blood still flowing,. And I get what I want. Dancing in the Rain.

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Jar Of Hearts: Running from Myself

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Sunday, November 4, 2012. I run through the darkness, away from the monster behind me. I trip, stumble, and fall, but I keep going. I finally make it out of these deep, dark woods,. Just to trip on a stump. Backwards, and try to hop up, but the stump is ensnaring my leg. It is over, I know it. I try to scream, but nothing comes out. My voice is trapped, too. As the stup grows longer, into small, thick lines of vine, capturing my other leg,. And running up my thigh,. I scream, my voice is freed.

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Jar Of Hearts: February 2013

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Tuesday, February 12, 2013. Now You've Slowly Murdered Her. Blood rushing from the cut in her skin. Felling satisfied, she sits,. Waits for the blood to run all out. It takes to long, she pouts. She thinks of all the bad things. And makes another incision. See what you made her do? All because she thinks of you! You're supposed be good to her,. But now you're slowly murdering her. Not enough, too slow she thinks,. Then she remembers the horrible. The kicking the scratching, the bulling galore,. I don't k...

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Jar Of Hearts: You Didn't Care

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Wednesday, January 2, 2013. 2 years since you said those words,. You were my world,. But I guess I wasn't yours. 3 little words, 8 letters in all. But you didn't care enough to say the good ones. You didn't care enough to see if I was alright. You didn't care enough to even try to see if what you said hurt. Well, it did. And now my heart is beaten and bruised,. Shattered and scarred,. Because of 3 little words, because of eight letters. I hate you.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Jar Of Hearts: I Will Die

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Wednesday, March 20, 2013. Let me wear the day. Shine it bright; shine it loud,. And on the unthinkable day,. When the sun doesn’t shine, but it rains,. The child does not swim,. She floats a long. What are frail, what are deep? Unless you do it first,. I won’t rest I won’t sleep. And until you learn to fly,. I will keep going; I will try. And if you want me too,. I will end; I will die. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Awesome Inc. theme. Powered by Blogger.

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Wednesday, March 20, 2013. Let me wear the day. Shine it bright; shine it loud,. And on the unthinkable day,. When the sun doesn’t shine, but it rains,. The child does not swim,. She floats a long. What are frail, what are deep? Unless you do it first,. I won’t rest I won’t sleep. And until you learn to fly,. I will keep going; I will try. And if you want me too,. I will end; I will die. Tuesday, February 12, 2013. Now You've Slowly Murdered Her. Blood rushing from the cut in her skin. She sits and laughs.

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