JustShutUp

My Last Broken PieceBroken pieces of me, Decaying on the carpet. Mourning the ashes of a fallen angel, Forsaken and forgotten.My Last Broken Piece
My baby doll I had beneath the stars, With the lines between her scars, With flame kissed lips And fingertips. As she bends to kiss mine. On the playground, Behind the squeaking swings, The angel grimaced and tore away her wings.
Now grasping at her throat, And threatening the sky. Her eyes flood over, As she finally dies.


Sin Sin Sin.They both walk home in silence, Her cold hand grasps tight, Her insides numb and wracked with confusion, She cant erase this night, Her brain it tries to understand, But it all just makes no sence, The boy once fiery with ambition, Stands beside her now cold and tense, In the aftermath of their evening, No one quite knows what to say, They wonder how it will all be tomorrow, In the unforgiving light of day, Their footsteps mirror each others, A quick fast pace they walk, Just to get home is all they want, There is no need for talk, Her breath hangsSin Sin Sin.
Stay safe. Come home, then go shopping with me.
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don't ask me when because i don't remember, but somewhere along the way i keep forgetting to committ suicide.
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Let the future tell the truth, and evaluate each one according to his work and accomplishments. The present is theirs; the future, for which I have really worked, is mine.
- Nikola Tesla
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don't ask me when because i don't remember, but somewhere along the way i keep forgetting to committ suicide.
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Let the future tell the truth, and evaluate each one according to his work and accomplishments. The present is theirs; the future, for which I have really worked, is mine.
- Nikola Tesla
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don't ask me when because i don't remember, but somewhere along the way i keep forgetting to committ suicide.
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