CrazyKillerFangril

My flower was stolen when I was young Befor my schooling had even began It was hard, Watching all the others with there flowers. No one knew. More like no one knows. It was hard growing up without a flower Everyone always said that it made you valueable That without it you wherent special. That your a whore or a slut.... It's not fair because I tried to lie and say I still had my flower But even with the lies people stole the fake. Now I don't know what to do or how to cope. So I listen to what I've been taught. That I'm in the wrong that I was asking for it, even when I was so young. So heres what I know that I'm a whore and a slut for not

We talked almost everyday Always say "I love you!" More like sisters then friends One day I said "Good-bye. Your the best" I ran off feeling the burn of saltwater fill me. I stopped, turned around and waved my arms in the air like a kid "I LOVE YOU SIS!" Once home I quietly went to my room sat alone Picked up my weapon and ended it. be for I left I made one last gift You came over the next day, You knocked, no one came You went on in You saw no one and went to wait in my room After a hour or two you called On the last ring a male voice came. The sound you knew as my brothers strong voice But something was off his voice was heavy and empt

There was a girl who didn't know she was loved For she never talked to the man that loved her She walked the dogs everyday one at a time. Everyone whom she past looked sick at her, she just keeps her head down looking at her dog, her only friend. But only one boy saw her as Graceful, pretty not ugly. This boy had his own dog, he let him run without a leash. When he did this his dogs would go see the girls, he would say "I'm sorry" and smile. The girl gave a quick nod mumbled "it's ok" along with a fast yet sad smile. Her smile made the boys day, but also made him sad to see her so. He loved her without any words. The poor 14 year old girl h

There once was a man, Mr. Mad Hatter Who couldn't be sadder For the Cheshire Cat Was atop his mat Till he got a batter

Your arms around me mine wrap around you Tears No I shouldn't I can't Please forgive me I'm sorry

Monster, how should I feel? I'm laying here. Empty. Monster in me, what should I do? I lay here trying to change But Monster you wont let me.   Mabye you only want me to have you. But Monster I will win in the end

I howl I cry I die I bleed All for him I wish I could see him...    Juts once more For all is my fault