Tattoos

Tattoos are alright to me it's like a form of expression like life no need to judge

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i just read the story called the of a slaughter

where this is so intersreting

its kind of like and errie love

deal.

To dream a lot

Going no where

Dreaming not a

Drea

meds don't help

come along play

a sweet song

for us to hear

no one is as sick

as the truth when

it comes to you

everyone freezes

i wish i could
be normal.

hey dad

is it the ocean i see

or a broken mirror
let me and you be

known for i am

destruction and

you are feaR

laughing at walls

pouring out my

heart for you

you don't feel

a thing at all.

my emotional probelms

times to burn got

lots to spare but

no one is answering

the phone this does

not bother me it just

cuts me for the time

has come for me

to say goodbye.

in hell love

in hell there is

peace no violence

upon this land

before the stars

come shining

looking broken

twice not to be

hurt full one

before you wanted

stays in in her

room he does not mind

she took her time.