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Syida Starr, 221289twitter/facebook/blogger if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? wait for me, Pictures
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Thursday, October 2, 2008
Came and Gone In the middle of the night He appeared Caught my heart In the middle of the morning He is gone Not from me, but from the world In the middle of the day I missed him Relising there's no more Now in the middle of my birth and death I will think of him Opening a wound still bleeding -------------------------------------------------------------- That was for a guy that jumped in my dreams. As silly as it sounds I felt his presence I saw how heartlessly he was killed Though he was just a dream A murder took place in my head on my bed As hard as i try to forget him His death scene keep replaying in my mind Lets hope its just another dream Another nightmare On a fateful night syidazz distraught Labels: murder scene |
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