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no title >.<;

The days of doomed boy filled terrors;
and mascara stained tears

Are over.

Hearing silence;
Seeing darkness;
Her breathings stopped;
Her broken hearts stopped beating, her bleedings ceased;

Her minds clear.

Shes gone.

Memories, feelings, thoughts, mind, soul, ceased to exist.
Gone.

And her very last thought, passing over every inch of her brain, as she took that last breath, letting go....


Was you.
©2008-2009 ~Alzainia
:iconalzainia:

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Random poem made in maths

yeah

i know its totally bad

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:iconzakeera4:
oooo, this is so good =)

--
Give me everything you've got now
I don't feel a single thing
Drag me out into the cold rain
Let it hover over me
-NightDrive, Jimmy Eat World
:iconalzainia:
Thank you =]

--
As my eye starts to leak
i realised something i knew all along
it wasnt you, it wasnt me
it wasnt that its right or wrong.
:iconzakeera4:
welcome =)

--
Give me everything you've got now
I don't feel a single thing
Drag me out into the cold rain
Let it hover over me
-NightDrive, Jimmy Eat World
:iconmaster-arbiter2:
oh very angsty
w00t-age

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welcome to scatmans world
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:iconalzainia:
yeah ;o

Well i was bored, and in maths ;o

Fourth year was the worst D:

--
As my eye starts to leak
i realised something i knew all along
it wasnt you, it wasnt me
it wasnt that its right or wrong.
:iconmaster-arbiter2:
wait for friggin 5th year exams there a bich

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