Break OutPeeking out from underneath the cocoon I've made for myself, I see a whole new world. I see bustling people, running, screaming, emotions on triple time. They don't make much sense but inside I want to feel apart of something. I can see the friendships and the hatred, every little detail. And I want to join them. I want to fill my heart with friendships, fill it to the brim with hatred, to add so much love that it explodes. Right now I just want to feel. I've buried myself away, into a state that's detached from everyone else. I want to try again, to make it in this world. There's one thing stopping me; the fear that is palpitating in my stomBreak Out
Take My HandI want to reach out and grab your hand. I want you to know who I am. I want you to feel the blood coursing through my veins. I want you to feel the pulse in my wrist; see how fast my heart is pounding. I want you to understand me. I want you trace your fingers up and down my arms, to send those shivers down my spine. I want your touch on my skin. I want you to know how you make me feel. Sleepless nights I’ve spent dreaming of you. I’ve spent my days aching for you to the point of my heart almost breaking. So come a little closer, please. Take my cold hand in yours and make my heart pound. Make me warm inside. You seem to be the onlyTake My Hand
My Plan, ManI have a knapsack in my hand I knew to walk before I ran Lend me a light And if you’re nice I’ll let you in on my little planMy Plan, Man
I wanted to walk so very far Until I had to steal his car And when I wreck it I’ll have to trek it But whatever, I’m up to par
One day it will get so icy cold I’ll pretend I have been sold And when I slumber I’ll dream of a number And I’ll wake up that many years old
And the dirt road turned into stone Any my skin turned into bone To see my legs white In the
just shtuffWhen it rains it pours sleeping, snoring, these days its boring Living alone Broken heart on the mend a faith thats started to bend Give me a chance Give us a shot Its like public execution You gave me no retribution Lost in my world of swirling mists Twisted passions and fly fists Pause and cut, break us apart knife or a blade to the heartjust shtuff
I fall and fall no grip on the world My thoughts my words have been mixed and swirled Falling faster and faster No love and no master Forever in darkness Forever alone Someone cut
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Your stuff is good. I like it. I've only looked at a few so far but from what I've seen, it looks really good.
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Uriegasm [YUR-eeh-gaz-UM]
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1.the strange phenomena ocuring 2005 - present where the mere sound of Brendon Urie's (see: panic at the dicso)voice causes spontaneous orgasm in fangirls.
2.what Ryan Ross has every night.
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