

Confession To The Alarm ClockFor six months I've looked at you I've heard your constant annoyance for too long, And now I have no need for you I wake up when I feel like Decide the time I chose to sleep, But the days are closing in on me The time might come were I just might need you Even though I have no desire to see you again, So once more I must plug you in And hear your incisive ringingConfession To The Alarm Clock
Some days I wish for your destruction My "beloved" alarm clock, Just wait, for that day will come.


Broken LoveYou say you love me but yet you hurt me Amongst your beatings I can no longer see In the process I also can no longer feel Sometimes I wonder if all of this is real A nightmare of which I will never wakeup from To overcome it, I have become numb So touch me, break me, "love" me, hate me Just know that you'll pay for my pain and miseryBroken Love
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Fate, something as fickle as this can control one's life, only through determination, can one steer their life to their liking...
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If I was a cookie, I would let you eat me...and then choke you to death. hehehehe. EAT ME!!!
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...wait, did I just type that out loud?
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If I was a cookie, I would let you eat me...and then choke you to death. hehehehe. EAT ME!!!
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My response : Too Lazy.
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If I was a cookie, I would let you eat me...and then choke you to death. hehehehe. EAT ME!!!
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My response : Too Lazy.
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If I was a cookie, I would let you eat me...and then choke you to death. hehehehe. EAT ME!!!
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My response : Too Lazy.
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