

They Knew No PainThey knew no pain Their suffering was just a metaphor for a game A simple-minded joke about the way we live Ended in the death of a million men And we had no way to fight back We had no way even to turn our backs We could only stand forward and let ourselves be slaughtered They knew no painThey Knew No Pain


MartyrsMartyrs are just posers who go too far. Posers are just martyrs on the end.Martyrs
I'm just waiting to see who dies first.


Ugly, Cheap and KindHorribly ugly, Thats what they call me. Disgustingly cheap, Thats what they tell me. Wonderfully kind, Thats what they forget to mention.Ugly, Cheap and Kind


I am somethingA consuming heart and mind Devastated by the pain in my chest I cannot breathe because of the pressure. A wise one would tell me to let go Letting go would make me free, But, like a child, I hold on. I latch myself to the feeling So that I dont forget:I am something
I am something.
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Plans to bed as many millionaires as she can.
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I love the way you smile, baby.
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Dano.
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Prints . Flickr . Stock
I promise, I won't bite unless you ask me to
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"Somebody help me tame this animal I have become."
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I love the way you smile, baby.
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"Somebody help me tame this animal I have become."
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I love the way you smile, baby.
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"Somebody help me tame this animal I have become."
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