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A Halloween Story

The night draws in, All Hallow Eve. The dark sky glows, Moon and stars.
There is no party for me, Alone and down. Let me tell you a scary story.
Once there was a princess, She glowed with confidence. Not that she was in love with herself. She was pure.
One day the princess went to school, There the wicked witch found her. She beat the princess, Taunted the princess, Broke the princess.
Through her actions, The wicked witch cursed the princess. While to others she was beautiful, In her eyes, she was a mo

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Word of Hatred I hope you can understand, that I am still in shock and that my words may not flow or bring any sense. I guess that I always knew that we would end, But after so long, And being so understanding, I at least deserved more that just a text. You are a nobody and I can't see why I never told you. Dead end job, Drop out, No goal in life - my opposite.
You could never say the right things to me, And you probably still think that I only pretend to hate myself, And that I say nothing because I am stupid, Not because I am made to feel that everything you do wron Word of Hatred
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Roses - Full Text VersionRoses are red, My lips are blue. Lying alone now, Thought you loved me too. Roses - Full Text Version
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A confession...Don’t for a second think that this easy because I have never really been fully in touch with my emotions. But here trying…. I miss you; And not just in a small way either. My life revolves around you, you are my life. All substance and definition comes back to you and you alone. I miss you so much that I feel like the only person in the world. It’s like I am 14 again and it’s not a feeling I EVER wanted to feel again. All those terrible times, all that pain. For God’s sake, you’ve not even been gone a week and I am already feeling like this. What is this? When we are together I am fine. But know all I can think is Sept A confession...
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These TreesStanding here, These trees have seen so much, Thousands of years, So many people, (So many broken hearts)
I've always come here, Since I was a child, There is something, An atmosphere, A feeling, I know I can release my fears, Be myself.
These trees cannot judge me, They cannot say a word, But there are here for me, They are real. I am real.
I shout out my declaration;
'I won't let them hurt me. I won't lose who I am, They will never know me. Let them be shallow! I strive off their hat These Trees
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but still no explosion

the fear that grips us has no proper base we know of evils but they have no shape our senses have been covered by a cape
the truth is not in some far distant space we aren't so sure but that it's all on tape the fear that grips us has no proper base
a kind of mask will fall upon each face allowing us to lie and bow and scrape a sort of fading sense of the true ape the fear that grips us has no proper base

but still no explosion
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silence of the wall

the wall says nothing and we are dismayed all of our hopes are glued in place by grief we worry that the maker's a true thief
we aren't expected now to make the grade but still we know the whole thing's a belief the wall says nothing and we are dismayed
in early afternoon there's little shade no places where we can find some relief the day is long and we still want it brief the wall says nothing and we are dismayed
silence of the wall
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that hated freedom

a little clarity would make all fresh we ask for truth and get a fleet of lies our bond of service we can't criticise for all we do we still are forced to mesh our lives with your quite alien flesh we're kept to it by a huge host of spies the ever-circling never-sleeping eyes assigned till death while we are still in creche the world's become a prison with no wall we call it freedom and in silence sigh but all that's left to us is one small cup we fear to climb because we risk to fall we cannot challenge the most blatant lie our only obligation' that hated freedom
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song quiz

Wed May 16, 2007, 4:10 AM

Mood: Wow!
Listening to: all music

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie

Opening Credits:
Heir of a Dying Day - Lacuna Coil

Waking up:
Miss Murder - AFI

First Day at Highschool:
I Got Money Now - Pink

Falling In Love:
Lose Control - Evanescence

Fight Song:
All That I'm Living For - Evanescence

Breaking Up:
Bad Touch - Bloodhound Gang (????)

Prom:
Take ya mama - Scissor sisters (small lapse in test in my mp3 player)

Life:
I Miss You - Blink 182

Mental Breakdown:
In Visible Light - Lacuna Coil

Driving:
Your God - Stone Sour

Flashback:
Your Star - Evanescence

Getting Back Together:
Drag - Placebo

Wedding:
Reborn - Stone Sour

Birth of Child:
10 Years Younger - Bullet For My Valentine

Final Battle:
Numb - Linkin Park

Funeral Song:
Mama - My Chemical Romance

End Credits:
Imaginary - Evanescence

Quite a dark film in places i think...

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Current Residence: On a chair
Favourite movie: Probably Serenity, or maybe V for Vendetta. Then again cant beat bridget jones occasionally?!
MP3 player of choice: Ickle CreAtive thing
Tools of the Trade: Scrap Paper and Pencil