

An Introduction to SweeneyIn the English Town of London, in past Victorian time, There lived a man called Barker - the subject of my rhyme, A respectable man of Fleet Street, who stayed unknown to few, Kind, well-natured, friendly - a good man through and through.An Introduction to Sweeney
To some, it seemed he had everything, if truth be truly told, For at 186, Fleet Street, a diligent trade was sold, Benjamin Barker, the barber, was wealthy, lucky and fair, Had a daughter and a charming mistress, who had beautiful, golden hair.
Living away from Fleet Street, lived a man who's worldly wealth, Prospered him a fortune, which ma


ALONENo one can see the pain that we hide, They're happy for us to keep it inside, Our fear is our own; they don't want to know, Why sould we involve them; why should it show.ALONE
You live your whole life in confusion and fear, The need to feel something unbearably near, Half of you living, Half of you gone, And inside you know what your doing is wrong.
The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal, Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel, The destruction of skin means the death of your soul, But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.


Heartache HeartacheHeartache
I feel lost and confused and my heart won't decide I feel lonely, i feel used and no-one's on my side
I've been waiting for your phone call and sitting at the door my hearts been longing for you and now it's longing more
I've never felt like this before; it really isn't fair I've cried myself onto the floor and I know that you don't care
You weren't some guy or girl I "luvd" a boyfriend or a lover you never pushed me - never shoved like you there is no other
As the silver knife turns slowly
Hi random deviant
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"some people are like slinkys. they're not good for anything, but you can't help but smile when they tumble down the stairs."
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I got your Satan pageview! Ahhh!
Anyway, thanks for the comment. ^.^ Much appreciated.
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I'm a Deathly Hallow in the Caribbean Fire Nation of Ouran's Soul Society.
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"some people are like slinkys. they're not good for anything, but you can't help but smile when they tumble down the stairs."
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"All who hate me love death" - Proverbs 8:36
Either that
Appreciate any suggestions, thx
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"some people are like slinkys. they're not good for anything, but you can't help but smile when they tumble down the stairs."
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I believe in angels,
The kind that heaven sends,
I am surrounded by angels,
But I call them friends.
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