In my Country their in the distance (Everytime I leave it's not the time to try ( Read more... )

no, we can't do this anymore ( Read more... )

Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

if tears could build a staircase, and memories a lane, i'd walk right up to heaven, to bring you home again..

this pen and pad of paper here, is all that i have left ( Read more... )

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I sing, and sing of awful things, the pleasure that my sadness brings. the sadness is real, and the pain is real, and the depression is real.

I want to be liked for who I am, not for who I need to become.

something new. nothing to special. something i wrote, but ben has the music to. so, maybe something in the future ( Read more... )

Submitted By Nick Perez ( Read more... )