She wants to live in isolation
so as to get that new sensation.
lost in thought, for all she's got,
she wants to get out.
she runs away from whats to come,
she hates everyone, all but one.
she hides behind those words that rhyme,
keeping herself in a strait line.
emotionless but feeling spite,
colourless but black and white.
you know not what life is like,
till you lay there, nothing in sight.
-nad.
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ola! thats what my brother says....
well, i found the above poem if you can call it that, in an old pile of my worksheets. i read a certain MSN conversation which i accidentally saved. it's affected me a lot. i cant stop thinking. what if...?
long scarfs are my new thing. don't you dare start wearing them.
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