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This is the story of a heart
trailing in the darkness,
battered by the uncanniness
of five words;
"I don't love you anymore."
it was like an invalid password to my ears,
accesss denied
and my heart began
to burn at the stake,
by the...
with the eyes of a fog,
seeing nothing but confusion,
blank, plain mesmerization before me,
my eyes close,
but a nightmare awakens and laughs
The clock ticks,
the time my heart died when she left
I see it's grave,
vanishing in...
Every since you went
my mind took a train
to the station of destruction,
so I became a walking bomb,
bound to explode,
detonated by the sorrow of the days
My happiness had been convicted
for the felony of laughter?
I can't believe...
Let the ambulance of love
come take my crashed soul away,
the soul which was unable
to be save by the accident of heartbreak,
let them put me on a guerney of hope,
to know that my heart can live again
But for now, I'm on the ground
and...
I guess year by year, cartoons
would have given me a trophy
or certificate for Most Artificial,
well that was me,
with my eyes like an optical, external
hard drive, I had precisely
copied the actions of many fictitious characters
with the...
Ever since she left,
Aphrodite fled from me,
then Apollo visited my world
with crying dirges of myself
my mind morphed into the
calculus of confusion
Sadness was the cobra,
that bit me with melancholic fangs,
and the venom of...
It's been a while since I buried my
former self, the immitator in the
graveyard of ignorance,
many time, a hear him howling
from deep within,
a symbiote of acting
Quite a short while now,
what can I say?
Being myself seems really...
My name is De-graft Afful Jr.
and my favorite hip-hop musician
is
Kanye Omari West
"But Beyonce got one of the
best videos of all time!"
now that was classic
well, he is my favorite
because he disproved a lot
of theories in the...
By the swagger of the shrapnels
people die by the laughter
of war and devout fire burning
the land with a strong defiance
of peace, burning the silence
and the harmony with the
frown of the flames
By the swagger of the shrapnels
men...
when you look into my eyes,
my tears don't lie
so many shrapnels in
my heart and I don't know why
I don't want to believe
it's true that you're gone,
or maybe that's why
I'm hearing the cry of the dawn
My mind rewinds
and I remember the...
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