| I don't know if this is my best work per se, but it's what I want to represent me right now. |
| I don't know if this is my best work per se, but it's what I want to represent me right now. |


Born By Dawn, Dead By NightI try too hard To live like I was born this morning And I'm dying tonightBorn By Dawn, Dead By Night
When I'm just scared Of what happens in between Isn't that what I'm trying to live for?
If today is my defining alive Then it's a dismal excuse So I gave into weakness
So I say if I'm dying tonight At least I won't be alone Like another warm body will save me
Undress me because you need me The feeling in my stomach Tells me I'm the opposite
I stare down at my thin skin Stretched tightly over brittle bone Crouched over the edge of the b


Impossible Must Be...There was a boy Who said he'd never get old Then there was a man Who said he'd never be a child againImpossible Must Be...
Why am I still resisting Anything labelled impossible What I swore against as a youth Is now routine as an adult Impossible must then plausible?
There was a man Who said he'd never be a child again
I'm ready to believe in anything As I sit here in the type of sins That you have to pull some wisdom from (That's how I justify this)
It's hard to ignore once you know What goes on behind closed doors It's even scarier &


Where To StartI haven't closed my eyes in 4 days Maybe I should paint my ceiling Just to watch it dryWhere To Start
Every day I say tomorrow I will rise But every time I check my clock It tells me today is still today
I have a list to "To"s Where I never get to the "Do" Getting started on that list is right at the top And let me tell you It's eating up all my time
I want to save the world Clean my clothes Remember how to talk to God Enjoy the game I bought 2 years ago
I can't see any other way Than the path that takes your eyelids So let's ge
Casino Royale

SERIOUSLY: A NarrativeSERIOUSLY:SERIOUSLY: A Narrative
These words you READ Aren't REAL It's a SIMULATION Of what I couldn't FEEL And what I have or haven't DONE
Like in 8th grade, that BITCH I would RIP Out her CLIT In a NOTE I WROTE To shove down her THROAT
I SKETCHED The ALPHABET In the HALL
On the WALL Blamed it on my SISTER So my dad would WHIP HER
I killed that boy SCOUT Ripped his heart OUT Buried it in Grandma's GARDEN Then I shot myself in the head, to avenge HIM But I arose on the fourth DAY To give Christ the s
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Bloody hell 0_0
Miss you.
~K~
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Why is love so wonderful, when it hurts us so?
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ily
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