Living dead girl
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HeroinA Story by Living dead girlHer name is Frances bean Cobain, she was the beautiful daughter of Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love. She had always had a pretty secure life in her eyes... |
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me to youA Poem by Living dead girlShe asks, what can I do for you? He says, I don't need anything. She says, I'm glad to see you. He says, the day is going to end. She screams, why.. |
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Joy to be the undertakerA Poem by Living dead girlNo one knows the thoughts in this head Or when it was I began to romance the dead Each corpse met is lovelier than the last Through my hands the.. |
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Life of LoyaltyA Poem by Living dead girlWhen I see you my mind is wondering As I sit here idle, quietly pondering Should I tell you my deep and silent feelings? Or face an eternity of r.. |
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By Fire or FoeA Poem by Living dead girlBy fire or foe My love now lies dead No time left to mourn Telegrams sent word Murdered by our enemies My only brother Research is my life .. |
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Shooting Down StarsA Poem by Living dead girl"Sebastian,you shall pave my way. Find my enemies and make them pay. You will grab the moon and make it mine. And I will shoot the stars that shine.. |
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The UnknownA Poem by Living dead girlSwallowed or rescued by the unknown Unknown that the unknown was unknown In the dark about the time of day In the dark full stop Not hard to s.. |
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Fortress of MemoriesA Poem by Living dead girlFortress built from scraps of memories Protecting what little I have left From intruding minds that seek Knowledge, though I abhor their theft .. |
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Remind meA Poem by Living dead girlRemind me that my life Is worth the trouble of living Remind me that my wrongs Are at least worth forgiving Remind me that my hopes Are not .. |
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Puffs of pink cloudsA Poem by Living dead girlPuffs of pink cloud That don't make a sound That float in the sky Without a care I know why They are free to do what they want Unlike i Who .. |
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