Words:

Words flooded my mind,
And some I could taste on the tip of my tongue.
A few flowed out of my mouth,
But that was just some.

There are so many words
As they creep up my throat
On the tip on my tongue, splintering words.
But something surrounds my mouth, like a moat,
And I can't spit them out.

And the words, finally spill out of my mouth,
But they have no tone,
No whispers no shout.


Don't let it get to you:


Don't let it get to you,
The pain that creeps up your spine.
Don't let it get to you,
The pain that's inside.

A simple song,
Says plus than you'd think
One things wrong,
toi have no clue what it brings.

The decision is yours,
That's what toi need to embrace,
The decision is yours,
Not someone else's to make.

A decision,
affects plus than you'd think,
If your choice is wrong,
theres no telling what it will bring.

Don't let it get to you,
toi don't have to choose me.
Dont let it get to you,
Let your decision be free.

I am bored with love
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two par fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make l’amour to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the roses are dying

blood fills the faces of my fantasies
no mercy,you're trying to put me down
i can see clearly as you're taking a balançoire, swing at me
come and i'll push toi to the ground
what are toi doing? what do toi think this is doing to me?
you're taking all my faith
what are toi leaving me now?!
i will make toi suffer just like toi made me suffer
i will watch toi screaming and begging for forgiveness
all my hate can not be bound
i will not be bound par your darkest demons
so try to take my life and put me to the ground
i will follow toi and torture toi and i'll watch toi screaming
look at the bloody faces smiling at you,taking toi down and making toi drown
i wanna kill toi the same way toi killed me
leaving me thoughtless
toi can try to tell me that i'm worthless
but toi can not break me down
gonna take toi down because nothing in this world is going to save me

Once upon a time There was a girl named Abby. She loved to talk. Her teachers eventually stopped calling on her.

One day, she talked during a feu while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the chercher for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang a volé, étole five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.

Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.

So she was accueil schooled.

But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they Lost their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.

So they duct-taped her mouth shut.

THE END