NOES.Two) I've uploaded all my lyrics I have now.
WHAT SHALL I DO?
I need some inspiration for lyrics. The writers block's gone now, but I have nothing in me to write lyrics.
Help, guise?
Three Cheers for Sweet RevengeThree Cheers for Sweet RevengeThree Cheers for Sweet Revenge
Once upon a time, there lived a Wolf. This wolf, (who was hated by many) owned much of the land around Green Valley, was considered one of the wealthiest businessmen in the world, and, notably, called Wolff.
Recently, there had been a bit of a scandal – he had simply asked some pigs to move out of his land (they had built their houses there without permission) and the media had blown it completely out of proportion – saying he had threatened to demolish their houses without a moments notice. Now his once massive corporate empire was going to pieces; all because of one isolated
Fleeting MemoryFleeting MemoryFleeting Memory
I don't know you,
I don't want to. You seem to have only Caused pain in this world.
You're only a soul, a Fleeting memory, someone Who should be long forgotten.
Yes, I blame you for it all. Leave yourself, hanging with Blood dripping from your lifeless Body.
Yet, I assume- I must be like you.
I blame you for all the Hurt you have caused.
I despise you - yet You remain, only a
Memory.
"I don't want to be here anymore."
OakOakOak
As I entered the wasted house, I pondered how I had come to be here. Many thoughts spun round my head – how I had been in a…rut, and all the events of the past year or so had gotten to me; how I had been in need of somewhere to go; and stay for a short while, so I could re-evaluate my life; and how, finally – I had accepted my friend's offer to stay at his newly acquired property (an old, abandoned monastery, on the outskirts of the Lake District).
The door had been left ajar for me, by my dear friend, Ryan – he who had offered me the property for a short period of time to begin with.&nb
Oak -An Unfinished Short StoryOak - An Unfinished Short StoryOak -An Unfinished Short Story
As I entered the wasted house, I pondered how I had come to be here. Many thoughts spun round my head – how I had been in a…rut, and all the events of the past year or so had gotten to me; how I had been in need of somewhere to go; and stay for a short while, so I could re-evaluate my life; and how, finally – I had accepted my friend's offer to stay at his newly acquired property (an old, abandoned monastery, on the outskirts of the Lake District).
The door had been left ajar for me, by my dear friend, Ryan – he who had offered me the property for a short peri
| ~Eli. Hearts break; you're a fake Tell me why for gods sake - You treat me small, unimportantly Throw away the nothing that is me |
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My icon was made by *smexyRiku!
I am a member of ~KH-OCs-Club
"If you can't beat 'em, what's the point of having kids?" - Lee Mack.
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I DO REQUESTS
You said you would never make me cry, you lied
How come whenever I trust someone I end up crying
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I DO REQUESTS
You said you would never make me cry, you lied
How come whenever I trust someone I end up crying
kso just checked it out
THANK YOU; I LOVE YOU (:
I feel speckle ^^
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I DO REQUESTS
You said you would never make me cry, you lied
How come whenever I trust someone I end up crying
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"A creative man is motivated by the desire to achieve, not by the desire to beat others." -Ayn Rand
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