

Heads You Live Tails You Die.Heads You Live Tails You Die.Heads You Live Tails You Die.
Heads you live tails you die, This is the way we live our lives, Ups and downs smiles and frowns, Hunting down criminals all around, For this is what we live for, The rush of the hunt is never a bore, It's a dog eat dog world, Hunt or be hunted is the way our lives twirl, Strangers to them but to us they're like friends, Now it's time for us to put them to an end, Angels watch our backs but do not approve, Of the way we handle the wrinkles we smooth, We can be harsh, vile, and crude, But only to those that choose to be rude


I'd Rather See Me DeadI'd Rather See Me DeadI'd Rather See Me Dead
It's obvious, That I fell apart, And I've lost my place, Inside your heart, It's pointless, To try to hold myself together, If you always tell me, We can't be with one another.
So I'll fade away and break myself, I'm sorry that you feel that way, But I've held onto the only thing I've known, You're the one I want and that won't change, I held you close when you would cry, Gave you a shoulder to rest your head, So just stab me in the back, Cause I'd rather see me dead.
There's no hope, When eve


Thoughts Frozen In TimeThoughts Frozen In TimeThoughts Frozen In Time
There was a time, when he'd lie awake, And thank the lord for all of his mistakes, When life was good, and things were nice, And everything but his heart had turned to ice, But times have changed things grew old, And now there was nothing to reach or to hold, Nothing to love, nothing to care for, Nothing but the emptiness behind a forbidden door, So he grows old as he wishes for more, And he turns to stone from the outskirts of his core, Holding back, everything he wants to say, He holds his breath so afraid of today, Memory is nice an


Blue flame butterflyCaught in a hurricane, Your eternal flame still alight. Blue flaming butterfly.Blue flame butterfly
A whisper on the wind. A whisper in your dreams. A whisper lost, unspoken.
Caught in the floods. For every sin a candle is lit. Blue flaming butterfly.
A broken whisper. An ancient dream, shattered. A lost secret, found.
Your flames now cold. Fire turned to ice. Life turned to death. A candle lit for you. Blue flame butterfly.
Devious Comments
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Haha! Got you with a DA snow ball!
It's the start of..... Snow Ball Fight 2005-2006 !!!!
One rule to this game....
You can't hit someone who has already hit you!
Now... go out there and get as many people as you can, before they get you!
I got you first so you can't get me back!
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(1200 micrograms - Hashish)
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Give me a shout sometime let me know if you're still around ok?
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PunkRenegade - Tragic Silence...
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PunkRenegade - Tragic Silence...
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sorry to get into this , but because I like your poems punkrenegade, I suggest you report that psycho-whatever for breaking Deviantart's Community Rules. Just a suggestion.
later!
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Learn to comment: [link]
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PunkRenegade - Tragic Silence...
Poetry for the broken: [link]
Learn to comment: [link]
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The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources
I really don't care. You came and bitched out someone for no reason, as if they need your approval to do what they want. Then you made fun of them for not having friends. Who do you think you are? You didn't invent the "punk" lifestyle any more than he/she did, and have no right to tell them how to live their internet life.
Making fun of my iq and nationality over the internet isn't going to get you anywhere. Just made you look stupid, and a tool of ignorant stereotypes.
I love you?
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Get over yourself.
Metal studs are a waste of money, and the Ramones suck.
Anarchy is futile, and punk is dead. Go home.
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