Ms. TackyNess

My ClicheSometimes a clíche can say it best I have no words to use not my own, not for you. I'd give you the world if I could if I would; but I will never give you my word.My Cliche
My heart is my trusty battle axe I dive plunge into darkness swinging madly swinging boldly. My heart is my shield My protecter My savior And yet I let it get beaten so hard and so much.
A wounded soldier it soon did become So scarred and battered of no use for anyone. An organ so damaged it ceases to work Will I give up my heart? Will I die on love's dirt
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I may be fat, but you're ugly, and I can diet.
Of course it is happening inside your head, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
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Un jour ou lautre, il faut quon saute,
Tenter le voyage, trouver le courage...
-Calogero
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My gallery is 100% colored pencils. [link] what moves you?
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Lubb j00 all.
To much of nothing has gotten me sick
Black voids and craters cover me thick
To walk up ahead makes my blood work my heart
But I'll fill up my voids with something called ART ::
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