Envy UnknownSo misunderstood, So misjudged. So lonely, Aren’t you?Envy Unknown
Your jealousy drives you. Your head is clouded With his face. You will do anything, To kill him, To see him in pain.
You are so misunderstood, People see you as a monster. You are so misjudged, People think of you as a killer, Over an incident that had no return. You are so lonely, Aren’t you?
If you weren’t so envious, If you could see clearly, I can see you being so kind. You don’t like to fight, You don’t want to inflict Such damage to
EnvyEnvyEnvy
I strive for perfection And clean cut lines But in the morning,
I wake up with messy hair
And it looks like I got no sleep at all. Straight A’s are a thing of the past No matter how hard I stare at the professor Being the perfect girl next door Makes me giggle Does everyone have it put together? Or is this some secret conspiracy against me? Getting sucked down the drain of despair I get comfortable Who cares to join? Up and down.
But this road was straight.
No one else gets lost with directions but me. Figures. &nbs
GreedAll the riches in my hand Rubies, diamonds, emeralds and gold I want them all My story toldGreed
I like things that sparkle That glitter in the night Precious rocks of all sizes I feel it is my right
I must own them all It’s my right to be I need them more than you This you cannot see?
I won’t share them You can’t make me You can try And dead you soon will be
They are my life
My soul my power You want them It’s your endeavour
I don’t care for you We will not part
GreedWealth, Power, Sex is was he wanted all of it all for him Wealth for material thingsGreed
Power to make all his to downplay all below him Sex with many only for one night means nothing to him only for his pleasure
He wants it all nothing to stop him Until it takes over him
His Greed will leave him with nothing His avaricy will mean nothing if has no one to share it with nothing If all he has is Greed
which will destroy him
Your Plan
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"Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives." A Sachs
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Bohemienne:
No one knows where my story begins.
Bohemienne I was born on a road that bends
Bohemienne, bohemienne
Come tomorrow, I'll wander again...
Here's my fate in the lines of my hands...
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Now we sing dis stupid song!
Sing it as we run along!
Why we sing dis we don't know!
We can't make der words rhyme prop'ly!
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No one can silence my voice
Sorry it took me so long to get back...
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Whose Richard?
WOODSIE LOVE!
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Writers always have inspiration, but sometimes they just don't know it's there...
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~We'd better get back, 'cause it'll be dark soon, and they mostly come at night... mostly. ~
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