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yes the dark is all over, yes the soul is weaker
He wrote a sad song
 He doesn't know how to smile Holding things inside His eyes felt dry and he can't cry but onion made tears from his eyes yes, sometimes he has feelings of fear who can take them out for him? who can make him happy? things that needed to be released he wrote a sad song it's a sad song onion made tears from his eyes he can't hide himmself it's a sad song and who can sing it loud and long? he wrote a sad song his eyes felt dry and he can't cry it's a sad song who can take them out for him? he said if he believed in God would God send s.o to love him? and if he believed in love would love send s.o to save him? he wrote a sad song it's a sad song to sing it's a sad song Do you feel the sad rhythm? Will you sing it loud and long? yes, it's a sad song listen to his song in the middle of the night and singin it loud and long his eyes felt dry and he just can't cry if he believed in God would God send s.o to love him? and if he believed in love would love send s.o to save him? he wrote a sad song it's a sad song to sing it's a sad song will you love him? will you save him? it's a sad song he wrote a sad song |
so I sat in my room naked
for long, till my temper was calm down I decided to make no sound and I walked out side to wash the dishes as I stood still, looking defeated and i saw the roaches walked by they even didnt want to say hi fucked them, I went to take a shower smelled the room, and I drank some water I was hungry, I wanted to eat I was thirsty, I wanted peace left me alone, the naked feeling was so wrong the fucking anger, the motherfucker sooner or later, I bye bye a half an hour or so just passed by, I came out and treated my self some chicken with rice I was thinking about the last time that i bet for a little favor I asked for some love, cause I was so lonely I guessed I thought about old john too as it was 3 am, I bet he was sleeping poor old guy, slept outside facing weather bites hey, at least he was free just a little dark wonder, when would he say bye bye to this fucking life I thought about Mr. Mark the man, I've not met in real life and the news saying he just passed away poor old guy, people gave one teardrop bye bye my wish was that you enjoyed the afterlife and if outthere some where you was looking down to see me naked I guessed it was O.K, it was cool cuz we were never really spoke to each other it was kidda late, I should bye bye too |
wow thats depressing...
wow... ur good....... |
Hey that's good. If his prayers were unanswered, as they probably were, he should try believing in something else other than God.
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those were very increadible
you and my sister should have a contest her name is Yuri she is increadible aswell |
I can never stop the sadness in me
everyday I drag myself up gasping everyday I drag myself up sighing then I start bitching I can never stop the sadness in me cant stop the sadness in me cant stop the sadness in me cant stop the sadness in me I drag myself out, I drag myself up and down with sadness, with sadness, with sadness I come to the classroom depressing then I look at everyone sighing dragging them down too depressing all the crazy fools with my solitude, my solitude can never stop the sadness in me can never stop the sadness in me can never stop the sadness in me why do they want to be me I look up and down I turn inside to start reflecting I turn inside to start crying then i wipe all my tears and come back cant stop the sadness in me cant stop the sadness in me cant stop the sadness in me somebody out there please save me please save me please save me I'll give you all I'll give you what you need here, my talent please take it here, my money please take it here, my name please take it take them away take the connection away too take the sympathy away too I close the door feeling disconnected and my sadness still saying hi! my friend why are you still here? because I love you he replies I sigh with sadness and he smiles happily like I just gave him something to eat |
funny sitting tight, kicking some wines, in a typical hot summer night under a flickering light dark night, sound of crickets, like a constant tickling bite is it my ticking of time? sicking of this life, the way I walk, talk, the mirror reflected a flashing of the eyes this moment, rewind... how many times? and I sat there, drunk, feeling so phunk |
*feels depreesed*
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:D I'm working on my wording mang, plz be patient :mtongue:
The story about Beo is always interesting Because Beo is always misunderstood He can point at a duck and speak it out loud "What a duck, can you give me a buck?" They still can say, "I may but first tell me who you are anyway? and why do you need a buck?" "Are you crazy, a buck is a buck Of course I need a buck, it's money" Beo wanted to reply but he managed to shut up and smiled. and so the conversation goes a duck to a buck and to many things it spins from A to B to C to D ... beautifully very funny When Beo takes a shower outside they sing masturbating, ma s t u r b a t i n g ting cling cling.... they pay attention to him so much with such good caring But he does not masturbating when showering And he knows he can't tell them to shut up just another misunderstanding "I only masturbate in my room People, they are so stupid," Beo thought. And it's even harder to believe though he won so many trophies he always did poorly in classes how the hell did he pass? Yes, adding another mystery You probably won't find many people claim to see him studying He feels guilty cause things just turn out like that Nobody really knows what Beo is really doing Where the hell did he get the money? Don't you find it funny for those who support him financially to come up with question like that People they are just lost, when it comes to Beo Beo can amaze the crowd when he fails too Cause he can manage to fail when it's really unexpected But for some reason (Beo blames it to luck) Somewhere came a big shot to clean the mess with style And jealous guys sighed, "Goddamn, he's connected" Mr. Beo, please stand up I want to see your face! Mr. Beo, your family??? Mr. Beo, Mr. Beo and Mr. Beo Who are you? Are you C.I.A.? Are you K.K.K.? Or are you communist? Mr. Beo Please speak and don't you dare to lie Please remember we're always watching you from behind We're watching you when you showering butt naked We're watching you Yes, Beo knows Beo knows not only they're watching Even his parents, uncles and aunts and friends, and professors they're all watching so many spies but all clueless suspecting one another for hiding part of the truth But people let me tell you Beo is harmless If you don't like him, probably because you don't know him yet Everybody loves Beo Yeah, even the spies |
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