

ConfidenceShe Walks With Such Confidence,Confidence
Never Faltering. Mostly In Black, Nearly Always A Sweater. She Has Pride,
For Who She Is,
What She Does.
She Is An Amazing Artist. Its Intense. Her Poetry Puts Others To Shame, Always Making A Statement Or Feeling, Never Being Lame.
The Way She Does,
Whatever She Wants. Screams So Loud, CONFIDENCE.
She Has Such An Orange Personality, It Makes Everyone Follow Her, With Their Eyes. She Hardly Notices It,
The Following Eyes Shes Used To It,
Its N


SmearBah, bah, black sheep, have you any wool? And he took out the gun. Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full. He loaded up the barrel and listened to the mechanics click into place. One for the master, He pulled the trigger, hitting the knee of the man standing there, puffy and full, reeking of anger. One for the dame, The second bullet passed the barrel, into the shoulder of a woman with familiar eyes. One for the little boy who lives down the lane. The son of the two, who had come into the room in a panic; yelling and crying and cursing, fell limp, a bullet passing through his flesh. Bah,Smear
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the crazy, confused, love struck, awesomely lost one
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the crazy, confused, love struck, awesomely lost one
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"I suck at sucking, and I suck at being good, so what am I supposed to do?" -Myself
"Maybe you should try being decent at being decent" -My friend, in a surprisingly philosophic moment.
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the crazy, confused, love struck, awesomely lost one
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the crazy, confused, love struck, awesomely lost one
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the crazy, confused, love struck, awesomely lost one
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