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[_treadmiller]

I wanna die like jim morrison
a fucking rock star
i want to die like God on the cover of Time
Just a blink and its gone
So baby pour some fame in my glass

So kill the forrest
and destroy the beauty

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[__mangledmemory]

i'll lock myself alone in a room
drink until the clock strikes noon
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper
and maybe i will write a sad song
or another cliche poem of the person that i long to be

colors blind the eyes
self deafen the ear
flavors numb the taste
thoughts weaken the mind

senses fail owns.

[_treadmiller]

"i'll lock myself alone in a room
drink until the clock strikes noon
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper"

was my aim profile like a week ago, everyone thought i was like a effin suicidal person, nuts.

[__mangledmemory]

lol right now my profile is;

"so let me take this medicine
to quench my love for violent things
my swan song will
be like a bullet laced in anger
as the razor cuts the soft spot on your heel"

and my cousins friend IMed me [who is not the brightest or musically influenced person in the world] and was like 'oh my god did someone hurt your foot?!" i was like RETARD ITS SENSES FAIL.

[_treadmiller]

HAHAHAHAHAH did someone hurt yer foot.. oh man that's aasome