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Sania76 Guestbook shyangel12 (11 years ago)School is like a prison We can’t leave, School is like an island We are all trapped, School is like a pie It is good at first until you reach the crust, School is like a toilet It is full of germs, School is like a salad You have to put something on it to make it better, School is like a stupid cat It never dies, School is like a garbage truck It smells, it’s big and you can smell it from a mile away, School is like a baby It always needs your attention, School is like a shark It just keeps chasing, School is like going to jail You never want to go back, shyangel12 (11 years ago)The Words have been said The damage has been dealt No tears are to be shed For there is no emotions felt Say what you want to say It doesn’t matter no more I won’t choose your way I already locked that door Be what ever you want I honestly don’t even care Go ahead and taunt No word from me, I swear Do whatever you want to It won’t do nothing towards me For I can promise you I’m the one you’ll never see Whatever road you choose It matters to me none For it’s just old news The drama is done shyangel12 (11 years ago)Step out in the sun, Dance along the breeze, And swirl around with fun, Forget your past dear, Day of charm has come, Start a new life from now, A brand new day has begun. shyangel12 (11 years ago)Music to me can be loud like thunder in my head music to me can be soft that draws me to my bed music to me is life music to me is strong music to me makes me feel like I can do no wrong music makes you full of sorrow or it makes you full of joy music makes a better tomorrow or makes you awfully coy music makes you fearless music makes you tearless music can make you a star music to me is when you see who you really are shyangel12 (11 years ago)Food Food Food All are here for food All evolve from food All act for food All think about food. All know no food No existence. Food come from rain Rain ensues from sacrifice Sacrifice rooted In prescribed action Prescribed action Originate from knowledge Knowledge proceed from you You my dear not destructible. So long as you are there Food is there You are all pervading You are infinite I the finite Long for you Through the food Supplied to me Only by you And the food Itself you. | |
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