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February 19, 2012, 09:08:am
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Burn baby burn
She's a witch, she's a witch and I'm a heretic
So, learn baby learn
She's a witch, she's a witch and I'm a heretic so, learn
Oh Abigail how could you do this to us?
You were a product of lust (Product of lust)
And now this rope on my neck stopped all the blood to my head
So, now Salem please save me (Salem please save me)
Wish upon the stars, but they won't save you tonight
God has forsaken thee to hell, we're going to hang from the sky
Feel the weight of the stones crush hard on your chest
Confess, confess before you run short of breath
Confess, confess here for your sins
Burn baby burn
She's a witch, she's a witch and I'm a heretic so, learn
Oh Abigail how could you do this to us?
Oh Abigail how could you do this to us?
You were a product of lust (Product of lust)
And now this rope on my neck stopped all the blood to my head
So, now Salem please save me (Salem please save me)
"It's not on a ship we'll meet again Abigail
But, in hell..."
I'll see you when we both meet in hell
I say God is dead
How could you?
When we both meet in hell
Mood: not a wake
Music: abigail- motionless in white
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fuck you
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January 11, 2012, 03:10:am
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Do I care if you hate me? Do you wanna know the truth?
C'est la vie....adiós....good riddance....fuck you!
Mood: pissed
Music: under and over it
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perfect girl
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October 25, 2011, 08:09:am
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it starts with the eyes.
she got to have the kind of eyes that cuts striaght through the bullshit and sees the good in a person.
her personality is 80% devil 20% angel and isnt afraid to get a little dirt underneath her fingernails.
Mood: working
Music: bullet for my valentine
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world and life
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August 01, 2011, 10:27:pm
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i saw what you did im not stupid.
you messed with my head to see how far you could push me.
well you might have knocked me down a time or two.
but i got right back up for more.
did you ever think that the challenges you throw at me i will over come.
no you didnt that is why when you knock me down and i get right back up for more.
now if thats all you got you fucker then that was weak.
i have seen more guts in eleven year old kids for god sake.
you can keep knocking me down but i will still get right back up and spit in your face.
i will ask for more and more until you cant go no more.
and that life makes me stronger.
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