May 2010
The prom was over she was on her way home, when a car came from no where, and ran over her. Her beautiful prom dress, now covered with blood. Her arms had been broken her legs as well, a server head
Can anybody tell me why We're lying here on the floor And neither of us can barely breathe at all The doctors saying hold on tight As we say our last goodbyes And this is, a moment that changes our wh
Skin cracked and blistered. Man lying on desert dune Soul fled to his god. The scorching sun overhead Mute perpetrator of death.
The serpent knows, When the curtain falls, In denials blindfold, It greets another day Don't believe the mask It attempts to lie, The perfect ten, When reality caves in Don't tell me, Tell my ghost,
Det enda nya, bra programet på tv nuförtiden. Kalinda: You oughta try it some time. Alicia: Flipping someone off? Kalinda: It's good for your soul.
Hade glömt hur bra Slipknot's "nya" album var. The state of the nation, violation A broken promise is as good as a lie The hell is humongous, the devil's among us And we will burn because we won't
Free my severed heart, give me you, I want it. I dont want to be myself Free my severed heart, give me you, I want it. I dont want to be myself
Bury all your secrets in my skin. Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins. The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again... So if y
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10 juli 1942 - 16 maj 2010 †
1. Vad är du mest nöjd med, på dig själv? Vet inte ;E 2. Gillar du kaffe? Nä, dricker te 3. Hur mår du just NU? Aldrig mått bättre 4. Vad är sista bokstaven i namnet på personen du har
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...pierre tappade talförmågan.
Have I been sleeping? I've been so still Afraid of crumbling Have I been careless? Dismissing all the distant rumblings Take me where I am supposed to be To comprehend the things that I can't see Cau
I remember you that night Standing in the rain Your black stare Your black eyes I remember what you said Before I turned away My heart died Your sweetest lies And if I saw you bleed I'd stay here til
Paul Gray April 8, 1972 – May 24, 2010 †
Nykläckta innuti morsans fågelholk. Fina. :o
She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalities So fragile, yet so devious She continues to see Climatic hands that press her temples and my chest Enter the night that she came home... Forever
All has now been broken On streets I dare not walk Freedom is an illusion I build my fences high If there was something out there I've learned not to expect There's a hundred million reasons Not to ca
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