As I sit here, broken, bleeding, feeling something stinging
I cant help but wonder about these feelings, these feelings that Im feeling
Feeling something bleeding, something bleeding into me
A feeling so peculiar that I find it vary strange, vary strange it is indeed
Indeed I think I see? I think I see who I have to be?
Someone colder, someone stronger then he has...
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I cant help but wonder about these feelings, these feelings that Im feeling
Feeling something bleeding, something bleeding into me
A feeling so peculiar that I find it vary strange, vary strange it is indeed
Indeed I think I see? I think I see who I have to be?
Someone colder, someone stronger then he has...
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blossy:
Happy Belated Birthday!!!!!! you get birthday snugglies from me now and many kisses as well!!!

























little_sister:
Why do you call your photo album "me in my infinite ugliness" ? Are you fishing for compliments? You know you're cute.

Do you see these things that are all around?
These things that come around, so perfect in there evil, so infinitely astounding
These creatures that hang around.
Feeling hunger and a craving, a craving so profound.
That there jaws are wet with slobber, and there eyes a blaze with hunger
These dark and twisted demons
That all ways seem to come around
Every day I...
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These things that come around, so perfect in there evil, so infinitely astounding
These creatures that hang around.
Feeling hunger and a craving, a craving so profound.
That there jaws are wet with slobber, and there eyes a blaze with hunger
These dark and twisted demons
That all ways seem to come around
Every day I...
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I'm sitting here broken, beaten, feeling utterly defeated
Wishing that I had no more, no more of this pain Im feeling
Something broken something bleeding, something of an almost unearthly sheen
A thing so sharp and shining that I can all most feel the sting
So all I seem to do is sit and whine, and cry and scream
And here I am bleeding, bleeding...
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Wishing that I had no more, no more of this pain Im feeling
Something broken something bleeding, something of an almost unearthly sheen
A thing so sharp and shining that I can all most feel the sting
So all I seem to do is sit and whine, and cry and scream
And here I am bleeding, bleeding...
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