Her Shoes By Ariel Marie Vazquez Read Count : 132

Category : Diary/Journal

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I have no time, no time for your ridiculous jokes and pranks that you think make you look cute and Snotty. But I have a time, seeing people die, seeing life a murder.
Then to hang out with a sore that wants to think of only themselves.
As if noone is important, I wake up to that moment and I crumble it up as if it is never there no more. 
Plus trash it and throw it in my fire.
Oh yeah that the warrior thing, you thought we stay your friend.
We are not dark, we are not fake, we are not preparing to burn and fall and see nothing no more.
We saw the life after earth and we saw light.
Just because you have not and want to run like a mouse running from a snake go on. 
Words are words, tongue is tongue.
Lies are lies and I saw anyway the hidden truth, the guilty nasty pervert under shepherd sheep. 
Pleading for something that kills innocent girls.
I saw it all.

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