ankerxweetok's Journal

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  • i start to hate me

    by ankerxweetok on June 24, 2010
    i cant hold myself back much longer my personality is solid anger and ive altered myself so much this time that i cant get myself back in line and im a real creep and you can see so you treat the others different from me and sometimes thats not bad. just makes me think. yeah, you know im a creep so you never let me leave and you try to change the flow honey, thats been done before. and thats just bad. I start to hate me. i cant hold myself back much longer my personality is solid anger and ive altered myself so much this time that i cant get myself back in line
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  • solid anger

    by ankerxweetok on June 22, 2010
    i cant hold myself back much longer my personality is solid anger and ive altered myself so much this time that i cant get myself back in line
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  • too late

    by ankerxweetok on June 07, 2010
    Too late for the sunset too late for the moon light too late for anyone to feel the inedible feeling that comes with love and you want to taste it but your much to young. and then when youre older doesnt feel as much fun and im so impatient and you've had anough too late for waiting couldnt be that rough and its to late for the day too late for the night to come to late for the inedible feeling of love. of love. cant take your shit. dont want to be this way, god gave me some lift i threw it all away I need you now. But its too late. Too late for the sunset too late for the moon light too late for anyone to feel the inedible feeling that comes with love
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  • afraid

    by ankerxweetok on June 07, 2010
    So how does it feel to be unloved, unloved? Does it feel like every morning when i wake up? Or does it feel like the rest of the days before, cause your nothing but a untouched solider. And are you afraid? Of going into war? If I know the way, could I show you more? Youre so afraid to be loved so immature. If you say you disagree well then come explore. Now, dont ever love me please just dont. cause when you leave me the heartbreak wont. and I've been torn up. I've been abused. Like a peice of meat left in the woods. Dont tell me something stupid, like you love me, love me. Dont tell me a goddam lie, like you'll never leave. Don't say something idiotic like im pretty, please just dont. cause you'll be out of my life, but the heartbreak wont. Dont tell me something stupid, like you love me, love me. Dont tell me a goddam lie, like you'll never leave. Don't say something idiotic like im pretty, please just dont. cause you'll be out of my life, but the heartbreak wont.
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  • body

    by ankerxweetok on May 05, 2010
    We dont like your body this is not what we want to look us back in the mirror does he really want me? why does he not see he's based on trust and fear. and we dont like our bodies, we tend to look away. then is not what he wanted, how we look today. And he'll ease his hand down but does he really love me? yes, we dont like our body. This shells not a good one and you deserve something better to look at. But it was never a small ton. And it will never ever go back. but we dont like our bodies and we dont like our bodies but we're trapped inside and we dont like our bodies, we tend to look away. then is not what he wanted, how we look today. And he'll ease his hand down but does he really love me? yes, we dont like our body.
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  • throat

    by ankerxweetok on May 03, 2010
    at the back of every one girls throat theres an ugly beauty that they devote and down a spiral till they find you with your fingers 'cause you dont have a clue do you know what this world can do to you? a starving person never gets any food and someone you admire is only a dream because through their eyes they see the ugly youre the perfect example of someones who scared of the shit and the morals this worlds shared i have problems still but at least I can say that my shitty paths will never go that way do you know what this world can do to you? a starving person never gets any food and someone you admire is only a dream because through their eyes they see the ugly
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  • soft

    by ankerxweetok on April 15, 2010
    I dont want to look soft how women shood raped in the alley killed in the wood but at least i was soft soft and feminine holding my husband hes a grown man boss me around i dont mind your the meat and im the hide and the seed inside of me soon will be another soft why should i look like her? why should i be concerned? is it what god wants? or is it just you? why should i be deprived? I ask go why oh why? I ask myself why i hide? and i try to like your body so maybe god will want me, maybe someday, i'll be, soft.
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  • still baby

    by ankerxweetok on March 24, 2010
    why do you torture me? dont say im pretty you dont love me dont fuck with me. your just another still baby, it hurts to love you. you know you like her, dont fucking argue. when im crying you always say its gonna be okay. your make your path clear and then you turn away. fuck you. its never okay. what are you playing at? im just a doormat. i dont like these games. i dont like your claims. your just another still baby, it hurts to love you. you know you like her, dont fucking argue. when im crying you always say its gonna be okay. your make your path clear and then you turn away. fuck you. its never okay.
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  • brittle

    by ankerxweetok on March 20, 2010
    em g
    you havnt opened for days

    d
    your brittle hand lays

    em
    on the lace and the gown

    g
    your to pretty for the ground

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    to pale for the fire

    em
    the mourning is dire



    em c g
    will you see me now?

    will you talk out loud?

    your eyelids so frail,

    and your lips turn pail.

    what did i have to do,

    to get a breath out of you.

    a stop a horrible ageless

    your such a still carcass



    now the van pulls in

    and they take you limp

    to a place full of lace

    its always the place

    where i say my goodbyes

    you didnt have to die



    will you see me now?

    will you talk out loud?

    your eyelids so frail,

    and your lips turn pail.

    what did i have to do,

    to get a breath out of you.

    a stop a horrible ageless

    your such a still carcass

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  • find a shovel

    by ankerxweetok on March 20, 2010
    Im not ideal and not thin shove and feel like a sin down my throat until i spit not a note just grit got my curves and my boobs not like girls not like you so mature so young till im sure your in love find a shovel and a pound its a tunnel its a mound in my system now im gone its a seldom seldom song
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