

The forgottenA splintered piece of glass, blood stained tears a fragile soul caught up, lost, and tossed about within the years.The forgotten
Just another lost soul, just a person you forgot.
Time ticks by for soon I know I'll die, soon the memory of me
fades only a breif haunting shall remain.
Just a person you once loved, just a person who wasn't enough.
Just someone who wonders if you
ever cared, if you were ever there. As I place the bullet in the gun, pull the triger the end has come.


ColorWhat is in a color that makes, it shine bright?Color
What is the difference between dark, and light?
You say it's a contrast of bright's
and bolds. But I say it's a story
that's never been told.
You tell me a color I' ll tell you
a name. A name in which fits
that color just the same.
Wether dark or light, bright
or bold, this is the story that's never been told.
For the color is not how you preceive, but rather every
other color indeed. For
by your own eyes you've been deceived.
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I'm the only lonely petunia in the onion patch!
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"YOur LiFe LAYS iN the faTe Of two WhO wiLL YOu Chose GoOD oR EvIL""I HAve CHosen WiLL YoU"
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-Ro
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