[ Against all terrorism, bomb blasts across the...
A pair of crutches lay on the pavement...
I live in a prison
Thats what I call my home...
I feel like I'm being left behind,
your now an ex-cutter...
Written wen i was 17;
I'm starting to realize...
With your hand
reach out and...
Who We Are
Black or white, religion or race...
OFF! we're away to a forbidden land.
doesn't it sound so exciting and grand...
We are the girls,
we play the games...
He... standing by the corner,, deranged in red...
she... staring at the stars,, frozen in death's...
The memories that haunt me are those of my own...
You represent what you wear,
but don't wear what you represent...
All of us feel like dead ends
for the lies just keep slipping...