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It's only a matter of time till the end comes crashing down.
It's only a matter of time till your crimson hands are stained the same color as your heart.Black with the blood of the innocent so caked on and butchered that nobody could tell the diffrence between right and wrong,good or bad.
When you swallow down the lies do you thirst for the truth or are you so horse you can't even feel it like chemicals burning down your throat.They rip and snare like claws and teeth.Biting and catching on your insides.
Do you scream with delight as the panic sets in. The essence of the moment seeping through the skin.Tick tock,We're running out of time.You better run much faster to make the finish line.
Deception nipping at your heels and cowards hanging on you shoelaces.There's no excape from these clamp town races. Just stay in line and try to fight the power with all your might as the hunger of the hour seems to take flight.
But your wings might be brittle yet and softer still. The angel voices calling you are hope for nothing but the kill.There's nothing you can do or say to make me understand. I've seen you in your true light,Seen for what I am.
It's only a matter of time till your crimson hands are stained the same color as your heart.Black with the blood of the innocent so caked on and butchered that nobody could tell the diffrence between right and wrong,good or bad.
When you swallow down the lies do you thirst for the truth or are you so horse you can't even feel it like chemicals burning down your throat.They rip and snare like claws and teeth.Biting and catching on your insides.
Do you scream with delight as the panic sets in. The essence of the moment seeping through the skin.Tick tock,We're running out of time.You better run much faster to make the finish line.
Deception nipping at your heels and cowards hanging on you shoelaces.There's no excape from these clamp town races. Just stay in line and try to fight the power with all your might as the hunger of the hour seems to take flight.
But your wings might be brittle yet and softer still. The angel voices calling you are hope for nothing but the kill.There's nothing you can do or say to make me understand. I've seen you in your true light,Seen for what I am.
Hello,My name is Danielle. I have three middle names.Two of which are boys names.I enjoy Everything and nothing and would love/hate to go to your collage.I excel in nothing and I am horrible at Everything.Welcome to the jungle. We've got fun and games. We'll get you what you want but not for free,Because love doesn't cost a thing but hopes and dreams are fragile things so you need to pay for there health support.I've learn that people make mistakes daily and never learn from them. I've also learned that people make mistakes daily and don't wake up from them.People are amusing things.They really are. We fear nothing and everything. We say things are all or nothing. There is no gray area to rest.Instead of observing something we don't understand we chop it down and burn the cure to cancer to make paper.We're grotest leeches that feed off of things like we're the only ones who need them,Have them,Have the right to have them.This is my Collage essay and I believe you should pick me for your collage not because of my okay grades,club involvement for up to and exceeding over 400 hours of Drama that was counted, and everything else I've done against my wishes to make you impressed because I was told I was worthless as a person and my soul was a test score on a piece of paper. I would like you to pick me on one soul fact and One soul fact alone..............
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I Am Me.
There is only one of me! I'm a limited edition item!I am the all of nothing. The once in a lifetime,the creme de' la creme. They didn't make another.I am the one and only Dannie Yoko Kitsune Zoko of Kuramaville. I'll try anything once and can't dance my way outta' a paper bag but I'd sure as hell do Back flips to please you,and I know everyone loves that.
I am Danielle.
That's why choose me.
