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Someone just asked me how much time I put into my poems, and for the record, I write these on the spot. That's why I don't think they're that good.

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This is Iggy (Andrew).

[anonymous]

I wrote a sentence for that story to. It's not as good as the others but yeah. Here a song of mine :

-Tragedy-

Blood is dripping from my hand from the thoughts in mind I cannot stand. Running wild in the feild of dreams. Nothing else matters, I'm incomplete.

Going under slow & steady. Death I claim I need catastrophe. Pull me in, don't hold me down, suffering in blood where I barely drown.

Come To Me
This I plead
Tragedy
Is What I need
Inside Myself
This I See
I need you please
My Tragedy

I can't believe what's happening. The flow has stopped & I'm healing. And I cannot move to cut again because I'm on the floor & forced to mend.

Come To Me
This I plead
Tragedy
Is What I Need
Inside Myself
This I see
I need You please
My Tragedy

(Solo)

Pale White face covered in red (You Just) Take what you need & throw the rest away. Life is a book that will never be seen, when your eyes read through the inbetween.

Come To Me
This I Plead
I Need You Please
My Tragedy

...(Solo to fade out)...