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Well. What can I say? I'm Jazz...and I accept candy from strangers. I'm going to be famous one day. Not really. I don't want to be famous. Those guys from Mundane do though. One of them knows alot about Kurt Cobain's death. He tends to tell me about it. Quite

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Being invisible: 8 of 92

What's there left to do anymore I'm laying, empty and broken, across the floor Scratches and bite marks, Sharp wire enriching the pain There's nothing else here to gain Yet you stay here Laughing in ecstasy Thinking of new ways To Taunt and Torture me My pain is your pleasure My heart is in your grip This agony holds no meas...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love humor: 21 of 53

I'm not as fragile As you might think Try drowning me I won't even sink Yeah, I admit, I have weaknesses, But I have my strengths too Years ago, I had trouble picking up all the pieces But this time I used super glue
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Unspoken thoughts: 215 of 493

Shut up! Stop it! Leave me alone. I don't need this anymore. Stop thinking everything's fine. Of course it's not, And just having you around, Hurts me, Pains me, Because you'll always feel this way And I'll never feel the same Can't you see things are different now? There's no going back To how it used to be I love you, at t...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Disillusionment: 18 of 31

Walking down a red carpet You're up close and in sight I haven't taken my hands off you just yet Cause I see you in perfect light Still, I don't want to stay here anymore You take up all my time and ego Keeping me here with that two-minute tour Such a beautiful and fake show Why don't you just stay away from me Stop forcing ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reflecting on your life: 107 of 183

Why are you crying? You can't possibly know real pain That sense of abandonment Like your world went down the drain A sharp blade your only friend Begging for attention With this spicy new trend you tore apart your only salvation Was the sting worth the tears? The burn worth the scars? After all these years You finally took ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Forbidden: 85 of 101

Drawing your fingertips across my skin Once delicate nerves now heatedly crashing I pray this isn't some untold sin Back torn apart from scratching This lingering temptation Can't possibly be right But I'm craving these sensations Winding my gut up tight There's no love so it must be lust I'm putting my guard down and forget...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Addiction: 283 of 304

Victim! Trapped inside this pathetic excuse of a world Tearing through my bandages To ravage and rip apart my mind, My existance. You don't know me! So why do you even care? Laughing wildly at this messed up life I've drowned everything in bone numbing addictions. Looking through dulled out eyes What a bad switch I Don't rem...