

GoneInsane in the evening darkness Demons tiptoe inside my head Reality sliding past my fingers Leaves meGone
This is left of who I once was Crawling under a scarred skin Slowly dying a silent death Pains me
You like taking the trash out Leaving me alone on the curb Yet retrieved at the last minute Keeps me
All I need is home with him The one to lift me from hell Yet he is happier without me Hates me
Screaming upon the deaf ears Knock him from my pedestal Hope one day he will need me Saves me


No Ode to SnowOh winter why are you so cruel As I shovel out like some fool My nose runs,back will ache Ice on coat making me shake Slush stuck all over my shoe Eww,wait think it's dog poo Well just another snowy dayNo Ode to Snow
Whoopdie wooo is what I say Dreams of a warm spring sun Walking the beach,having fun Sure a snowball fight is good Not when snow is down my hood So you say it's pretty to see It's a killer if you ask me
Whee a snowbank found my car Hit the brakes but went too far Guy on walkway making no sound Heavy snow made his heart pound Snow stopp


The EndTry as you will to quell the fright Whether in morning or through the night Still scared of loneliness at day's lightThe End
Anger, greed, lust are some of world's sins Deteriation of mankind where no one wins Yes, let’s ponder this as the end begins
Screams echoing ever so sharp and shrill Let the pain commence as you know it will It’s moving in on you for its final kill
Poised on the edge of love verses hate Tiptoe along but who chooses your fate Doubt anyone ever views some pearly gate
The devil smirks as the angels do cry
Wait do you


It's Just MeAm I the one that hurries or one that waits One who loves or that one that likes to hate Spontaneously free or do I just procrastinateIt's Just Me
Today I love purple and yesterday it was black Gave you a sweater but now I'd like it back
Why can't I get my thoughts on a stern track
Once I was weak so now I'm sort of strong
Can't be right but I'm never really wrong I bought a cd and I can't stand any song
Sometimes I cry but mostly I just laugh Have a compass just never stay on the path Sweet as sugar now but later fear my wrath
Could be the girl drifting
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Tap on my window, knock on my door. I want to make you feel beautiful.
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Samantha Tiner
AKA Samantha A. Branham
Author of:
The Tempest's Child
Paperback: 194 pages
Publisher: PublishAmerica (June 19, 2006)
ISBN-10: 1424143861
ISBN-13: 978-1424143863
Link to purchase: [link]
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Tap on my window, knock on my door. I want to make you feel beautiful.
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0wned by the man who's always right
As for his 'darkness' LOL, I truly hope he hasn't forgotten all of his 'satanic' powers...he will need them. As for stalking...oh no...I leave that to others. My message was only a warning of what is to come.<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< YOU NEED SOME SERIOUS MENTAL HELP ON YOURS AND YOUR DAUGHTERS ISSUES AND QUICKLY
have a nice journey and rember the couch is your friend its a "happy place" and dont forget to sing " i feel pretty oh so pretty" thats it im done
As for his 'darkness' LOL, I truly hope he hasn't forgotten all of his 'satanic' powers...he will need them. As for stalking...oh no...I leave that to others. My message was only a warning of what is to come.<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< YOU NEED SOME SERIOUS MENTAL HELP ON YOURS AND YOUR DAUGHTERS ISSUES AND QUICKLY
have a nice journey and rember the couch is your friend its a "happy place" and dont forget to sing " i feel pretty oh so pretty" thats it im done
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Wenn du lange in einen Abgrund hineinsiehst, sieht der Abgrund auch in dich hinein
-Nietzsche
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