LiARI dare you to look at me now, You left me broken, beaten, and scarred, How could you do this to me? Look at what I gave to you, I gave you my heart, my world, But it never was enough for you, I was just a puppet on your string, A short song for you to sing, Now it's time to show the world what you really are, All the lies that you told, Your routine is getting old, The people you used like tools, We all feel like fools, But we don't need you, We don't want you, We don't love you, We hate you, Our every breath exists to prove to you, ThaLiAR
AloneYou're all alone, Can you feel the cold? It chills you to the bone, Everything slips through your fingers, Your mind is isolated, Your life is solitary, It's as bitter as an Arctic wind,Alone
You have no pain, You proceed alone, Striding through the dark, For any failure, The is nobody else to blame, Find your own limitations,
Why do they think, That a partner is necessary?
Rise UpStand up, For something you believe in, Rise up, Against authority, Say something you know they might attack you for, Fight against, Those that attack you, Rise against, Opression, Take back what's yours, Never back down, You have backup, Fight for a cause, Worth fighting for.Rise Up
LovedMiss Juliet, Where are you now? My day needs to see some light, My face needs to make a smile, Without you, Things just don't seem right, Life doesn't seem as bright, Your heart is with me though, And it's as safe as it can be, It's like part of you is right next to me, No matter where we are, Or where we go, I'm loved by you, And I want you to remember, I love you too.Loved
| I'm: ~A junior in HS ~A poet ~A singer ~A photographer ~A stop-motion videographer |
HU Project
oh sweet, florida!
and that sounds fun ^^
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Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliop hobia = the fear of long words
Everything's solid concrete (Hurricane-proofing), so there's almost no connection
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Puritanism~The haunting fear that someone, somewhere is happy
are you in Disney, or just some random part of Florida?
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Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliop hobia = the fear of long words
Islamorada, fishing capital of the world
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Puritanism~The haunting fear that someone, somewhere is happy
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Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliop hobia = the fear of long words
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Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliop hobia = the fear of long words
greatly appreciated, greetz lenZ
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DA Portofolio >> [link]
Personal Quote:
"The outcome of the Photograph depends largely, on the chosen subject and how it was taken, the camera itself is just a medium to register your idea's about the subject"
Greetz LenZ
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It doesn't matter, what you will say. Poet always will find way to say it differently.
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