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this is my bass that i use in my band as bass and screamer. ( forever falling )
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bullet for my valentine rock
slipknot rule
skate skate skate
blade blade blade
no bmx's all they do is cut you up
finding emo
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im screamer and bass player in my band (forever falling )
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MY POETRYYou know that feeling,
when you look into their eyes,
and you know their the one for you,
that they truly care and would do anything to protect you,
and they want to give you the world,
You know that feeling,
when you see them laugh,
and you know they enjoy being with you,
that they truly want to spend their time with you,
and they want to hang on to every word you say,
You know that feeling,
when your in the arms of that one special person,
and you feel so safe,
that they want you their to protect you,
and they want to keep you there forever,
You know that feeling,
when you watch them from afar,
and you smile at every little thing they do,
that they know your watching but don't let it show,
and they want to make you smile.
If you know these feelings then you have found that one special person for you.
So don't ever let them go.After a long winter spring is finally here
Birds are singing and love is in the air
I can smell the freshness here and there
And see its beauty everywhere
I walk down the streets thinking of you
I see lovers holding hands and it makes me miss you
I wonder if you can ever see
Without you what is it like to be me
Flower buds opening on the trees
Falling softly with the cool breeze
Tulips bursting from the ground
Such colorful scenery all around
I sit by the garden and think of you
Colors are everywhere yet I feel so blue
I wonder if you will ever have a clue
What is it like to sit here and miss you
There is such a joy in the spring
Makes the bluebird want to sing
It makes the sunshine put a smile
You only see every once in a while
I feel the warmth of its ray
And I wish to you I could fly away
I wonder if my prayers you can hear
You will know how much I need you my dear
Summer rain burns my skin
As I feel the desire deep within
I walk alone in the rain
To wash away my tears and pain
Will there ever come a day
When you will be here forever to stay
I wonder if there will ever be a time
When you will know what goes on
In this lonely heart of mine
I sit by the window on a sleepless night
I see crystals of stars all over the sky
A cool breeze passes by and I feel the chill
As if your finger tips are on my skin giving me the thrill
I swear I can feel you right by my side
And I miss you even more on this lonely night
I wonder if you can ever feel this blue
To realize what is it like to be here without you.
THESE ARE TWO OF MY POEMS I WILL ADD MORE AS I FEEL LIKE IT, IF YOU LIKE THEM PLEASE POST A COMMENT.
the emo kid song
dear diary,
mood: apathetic
my life is spiraling downward. i couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You,' and 'Rip Apart My Soul,' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab Stab." and it doesn't help that i couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band could do, some days you know. . .
i'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
you'd be non-conforming to if u look just like me
i have paint on my nails and make-up on my face
i'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs
'cause i feel real deep when i'm dressing in drag
i call it freedom of expression most just call me a fag
'cause their dudes look like chicks, their chicks look like dikes
'cause emo is one step below transvestite
stop my breathing and slit my throat
i must be emo
i don't jump around when i go to shows
i must be emo
i'm dark and sensitive with low self-esteem
the way i dress makes everyday feel like Hallowe'en
i have no real problems but i like to make believe
i stole my sister's mascara now i'm grounded for a week
sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
i can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
girls keep breaking up with me, it' never any fun
they say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one
stop my breathing and slit my throat
i must be emo
i don't jump around when i go to shows
i must be emo
dye in my hair and polish on my toes
i must be emo
i play guitar and write suicide notes
i must be emo
my life is just a black abyss, you know, it's so dark. and it's suffocating me. grabbing ahold of me and tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans . . . which look great on my by the way
when i get depressed i cut my wrists in every direction
hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection
i write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
i told my friends i bleed black and cry during classes
i'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth
you can read me "Catcher in the Rye," and watch me jack off
i wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
if i said i like girls i'd only be half right
i look like i'm dead and dress like a homo
i must be emo
screw XBOX i play old school Nintendo
i must be emo
i like to whine and hate my parentals
i must be emo
me and my friends all look like clones
i must be emo
my parents just don't get me you know. they think i'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. well, a couple of guys. but i mean, it's the 2000s. can't 2, or 4 dudes make-out with each other without being gay. i mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. i don't know diary, sometimes i think you're the only one that gets me, you're my best friend. . . . i feel like tacos
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Published by spuddyboy123: 2:25 PM
Updated On: 5/3/2006 at 10:39 AM
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