The most beautiful people one shall ever meet,
are that of the ones severed in scars.
Home.
If you see that girl out all alone,
Please keep her from going home.
Don't worry young one, you'll be alright.
Unless I find my butcher knife.
Please, young one, don't go home...
Because I'd rather have you out and alone.
I'll let the darkness fall over you as if it was light...
Because I finally found my slaughtering knife.
So I'll watch the blood cover your eyes, nose, and mouth...
And I'll laugh a demented laugh just for you, oh so loud.
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April's Journal
Well my journal is going to mainly be about my life. I may post some of my poems in there, but thats about it. Ill write in it whenever I want to let one of my friends know what is going on with my life or something.
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