

GoneThe emptiness inside my head is full of flowers; wilted, dead. You were my hearts's first wrong, in my soul I'm empty; gone. For the silence here that draws me weep is full of demons; I dare not sleep You the angel, my lullaby, sits cold in silence to watch me die. Now love is a curse upon mine lips, for in my heart pure sorrow drips.Gone
Scarecrow
Classmate
Edwin Crow
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O, but if I were stilled in younger days,
where love t'were as common as a name.
and hate as foul an oath...
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O, but if I were stilled in younger days,
where love t'were as common as a name.
and hate as foul an oath...
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But theres no sense crying over every mistake.
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
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-Reality is only one's perspective, there for there is nothing to hold you back but your self.
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O, but if I were stilled in younger days,
where love t'were as common as a name.
and hate as foul an oath...
--
-Reality is only one's perspective, there for there is nothing to hold you back but your self.
anyway. how is school now that it has finally started?
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O, but if I were stilled in younger days,
where love t'were as common as a name.
and hate as foul an oath...
--
-Reality is only one's perspective, there for there is nothing to hold you back but your self.
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