

The ocean smells like fishI decided that fish have feelings And a soul mixed with never endings The I.Q. of a squash rounded up But so do you and it doesn’t change a thing Now we went to the ocean And you swore at the dead fish for smelling rotten Your voice cracked the breeze Then the sea gulls fell to their kneesThe ocean smells like fish
Begging you to leave their city Because they understand that love is just a label To make it seem like we are always able To make life fun and to be young And when we are old the label dies away Which is then replaced by hate Kissing is soon spelling like yelling And
Holy crap
-Kristine
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Any fool with a microphone, can tell you what he loves the most
=O
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if you label yourself a punk... ur not, ur just a poser!
VISIT my Deviant [link]
and I lurve him
::mushymushycutsiecutsie::
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try something new
[or something old.]
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JACK SPICER! MASTER OF EVIL!!!! <3
I'm Evil Clay in the deviantART Xiaolin Showdown Crew!
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Dance as if no one can see you
Sing as if no one can hear you
Love as if you've never been hurt before
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A.K.A Romantic-Razor
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"Some ambiguity masquerading around as mystery is all anyone is ever looking for anymore. This is why transvestites are always in such good moods"
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try something new
[or something old.]
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