

I refuseI refuse to cry I refuse to dieI refuse
but my body didnt listen to my mind I called you too much maybe, so he said but did you know YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE I COULD TALK TO I'm not looking for sex I dont wanna blow just talk to me just talk to me YOU ARE SO DAMN XENOPHOBIC I HATE YOUR TEACHERS because of it come close to me I dont want to hurt you just hold you but you wont even talk to me you dont care about me! I've stopped lusting after beauty and I looked for Soul I found it I tried to grow


a little bit of deatha little bit of death whisked in my(that/) bottle pass it to me pass it to me the first and last taste are always free they free you from mortal bounds unto a loud and glorious place where you'll never see a mirror you'll only hear your face as it screams and cries and dies something inside of you dead a zombie a dead man standing in a hole with dirt above his heada little bit of death
btw, journals are helpful things to use rather than asking questions in comments on your front page.
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What did I tell you about being stupid?! You don't get a birthday this year.
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useful links
Getting Started on Deviant Art
Welcome Centre
take care
love lucia x x
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at the bottom of the page it says copyright deviant art, but I've also seen copyright ARTISTNAME on artwork.. would you clarify please? thanks
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