StolenWhat can I do? Nothing,Stolen
You've come and stole my thoughts, Away.
Now what to do? Nothing, My will to live is gone, Always.
Will you ever bring me back? To life, to strife Is it even worth the try? How would you know?
Or do you even know? My life, my strife, Can you see or are you blind? To me.
Can you see or are you blind? To me.
MeaningWe walk these streets, Looking for some bleak meaning, Of what we are, Though nothing here will be found, At all, ever.Meaning
Yet we try. In hope, In desperation.
But here we are, We're here with you. And you will search, Search for a clue, Of what we are, I thought you knew? We will be undone.
Yet here we are, And here we will always be. Waiting, watching, For something that we can't see,
At all, ever.
And we cry. With hate, With devastation.
But here we are, We're here
*sigh*
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Signatures are pointless.
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~miss-kimi
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***** MISS KIMI *****
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On and on, we keep going, crowded like subway cars
on and on to the beat of our noisy hearts...
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Dynasty Warroirs lover!!!!
*Sighs*
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Signatures are pointless.
Thanks a lot for the
send this to all your DEVFriends, and me if I am one.
If you get 7 back you are loved!
1-3: you're a bad DEVfriend
4-6: you're an ok DEVfriend
7-9: you're a good DEVfriend
10+: you're a great DEVfriend
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I have WAY too many obsessions
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