By torpid felon
If all our tears were collected up and sold as happiness, think how happy our world would beLove should be labelled an extreme sport, not for the faint hearted Written December 3rd, 2001 © on Dec 03 2001 07:51 AM PST 10 • 0 • 9
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"If all our tears were collected up and sold as happiness, think how happy our world would beLove should be labelled an extreme sport, not for the faint hearted..."
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"If all our tears were collected up and sold as hap..." by torpid felon
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"WHEN YOU BREAK DOWN, I'LL CATCH EVERY INDIVIDUAL PIECE AND CAREFULLY SEW THEM BACK TOGETHER, USING HOPE FOR THREAD AND HAPPINESS FOR A NEEDLE, I'LL BUILD YOU UP, BREATHE LIFE INTO YOUR LUNGS, DO A..."
"Lost emotion caught in the dance of the world, Waltzing the feelings adorned by millions, caught in the net, The net of hatred , The net of hurt, They rhythmically move around mortals heads, Confusing..."
"sparkling like a sequin on a cushion,you shone that night, out dressed the others, you're my sequin on a cushion, beautiful and devotedly mine.01, Written December 3rd, 2001 © on Dec 03 2001 07:39 A..."
"The electric boy, Powers through my veins, Dominates my thoughts, Catches my breath Ruler of my dreams, Healer of my nightmares, He powers through my veins, Oh, the electric boy.01, Written Dec..."
"YOUR THOUGHTS ARE AS A VORTEX BEING SPUN AND SPREAD AROUND,THE SILENCE YOU CAN HEAR AS IT SCREAMS OUT SUICIDE TO YOU,THE VOICES TELL YOU IT'S THE ONLY WAY,YOU'RE SURE THEY'RE LYING, YOUR VOLCANIC BLIN..."
"A HEARTACHE OF DISTORTION DROWNS ANY LOGICAL IDEAS,NOTHING EVER FITS MY BROKEN PANE OF GLASS,ETERNAL FURY DOMINATES MY SHORT SPURT OF HAPPINESS, SCREAMS DROWNED BY THE HARMONY OF UNCOMFORTABLE SILENCE..."
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