a bullet through the heart </3

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if you marry me,
would you bury me?
would you carry me to the end?

[so say goodbye] to the vows you take
[and say goodbye] to the life you make
[and say goodbye] to the heart you break
and all the cyanide you drank.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

i got peoms written before and during exams. gonna put them later.

i was 5 and he was six
we rode on the horse's made of sticks
she wore black and i wore white
she would always win the fight
bang bang she shot down
bang bang i hit the ground
bang bang that awful sound
my baby she shot me down.

[[ poetry never ends ]]

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faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.

.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio

.|.autobiography.|.

.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking: abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.

talk to da MAN

.|.pics and extras.|.

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