Sta.sh
Also!
LOVE IT LIKE YOUR CATS
*watches cacti*
It's a Pokémon, i know it!!!
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Eyes It's not the ten feet high figureEyes by ~maftie
staring at the stars
i see standing in my yard
that i'm worried about
Nor is it the humanoid
screaming about yesteryear
i hear dancing in my kitchen
that i fear so much
It are the two lonely eyes
staring through my back
i feel peeking from the door
that chill me to the bone
Jolien sometimesJolien by ~maftie
when you look into her eyes
even without her looking back
it's like
the world suddenly...
it just
dissapears
and all that's left
is her mischievous smile
and when she bites her lip
and again those eyes
it doesn't matter what she's thinking of
it's just so cute
and she doesn't realise how cute she is
how cute she can be
and sometimes
when she's sad
when she's crying
the world leaves you again
and you stand there
trying to do everything you can
just to bring that smile back
anything
just to get it back
just
to get that smile back
Holes I have a hole in my chest, right where my heart should be.Holes by ~maftie
And when i get sad i light a candle
and fill the hole with wax
trying to believe i'm human
I have a hole in my chest, right where my heart should be.
And when i get lonely i take a needle and some thread
and sow the hole shut
trying to forget i'm human
I have a hole in my chest, right where my heart should be.
And when i think of you i take a knife
and fill the hole with blood
maybe, just maybe i have a heart
and maybe, just maybe you broke it still
but the blood stays in the hole
no gaps, no cracks, nothing to seep through
it just stays
in the hole
waiting
for
A man with no heart A man with no heart can kill who he wantsA man with no heart by ~maftie
A man with no heart will kill who he can
But he'll never smell the roses
Cause he will kill himself
And he'll be shackled to his coffin
And he'll be shackled to his grave
And he'll never smell the roses
Cause he's shackled to himself
Promiscuous 
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I can't write dem poems :/
And poems aren't that hard, you just need to be able to convert emotions into words, or be able to let everything go as you type or type random stuff and pay people to say it's art so people will get deceived and pay you...
Still, i'ld pick drawan over writan any day ;D
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... Either that or, you know, dinosaurs on crack.
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... Either that or, you know, dinosaurs on crack.
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except not really
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... Either that or, you know, dinosaurs on crack.
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except not really
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... Either that or, you know, dinosaurs on crack.
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except not really