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the snow covers the earth like a soft blanket, covering it up from the people. the snow acting as a blanket to cover up its problems, from the changes in the air to the feelings at heart. the earth shields itself from its problems. everything it thought is wrong? the birth, a lie? thanks to humans the earths turns on itself, our war, the killing of people. do we even think of the actions that effect something else. no, we olny care if we are the last left standing. theres no reason we should hide from our fears anymore, because they are right under our feet. the world slowly turns olny to plan its own destruction.

if i tell you one thing you have to blert it to the next person? like a game, changing the things i say? what if those words were olny ment for you? what if they were olny ment to be said once? after passing it down, all the thoughts scrambled. you never know when to quit, but i seem to quit to soon. when did this turn into a game? when were the lies thrown in? when did the hate come out? why cant stop the people talking? when will the voices be quiet? when did this become a game? when did you put in the hate? you never answered my questions. when did this game bring out the true intent of peoples hearts? i guess its better to

thinking is my main problem, i think to much or not at all. i should start, and now that all my walls have fallen i can start over. i cant live with myself this way, im just hurting myself. i feel like i want to hurt myself.  everything to me is mixed up. nothing fits together anymore. i cant look at myself without seeing all my problems. but no one cares about that. i feel used. like a washrag that need to be wrug out and im doing that now. i felt like something was ripping a hole in our friendship. our love. but its all going to change now, i just hope everyone can live with all thats going on. because im changing to.

stop it, nothing that you say anymore is helpful. just keep adding salt to the cuts. i wont have feeling for anything after this gets done. nothing teaches some one better then to be thrown down. because we keep getting back up to try and fight. this is how its been and how it will always be. but i guess thats the world. you may think im just some weakling, some little kid who wont fight back. your probly right, but i was happy with myself without the putdowns to. everything you say makes me feel worthless, maybe il just become so worthless im not needed. and never show up anymore? how would that make you feel, no one to push aroun

have you ever had that feeling when you first do something great? happyness, warmness, even a thought? and you just wish that feeling would never end, that moment would never go away? its annoying sometimes, like when you really love doing something but you can never do it again. then you long for it, you just wish you could rewind, and play it over again. but then theres the other side, when your just used to reach something some one else wants. and then when they use you up, your just thrown away in the trash. but you never know till everything stops, when things change so much that it just shows, like it just pops out at you. and you

fires fun in a way, it looks very nice, but hot to the touch, and if you see a fire u cant help but keep looking at it. on the other hand, that fire is deadly it can killl some very fast, and distroy things. but just playing with it wont hurt. just one match leads to 2 and then 3. until you want more, that smoky smell just gets you high. and you cants stop lighting them. then a spark, lands somewhere you dont want it. and your whole world goes up in flames. you cant stop it, and you dont want to, theres nothing left to hurt you if its all burnt up. ~Firestarter~

~No one runs faster then you can, no one runs faster then you - No one runs faster then you can, no one runs faster then you.~ around the world, thoughts change like the arrow head on a wind vane.. the clouds change in every way, form, shape, size, always changing there minds about what they will do next, and then when a stong wind comes, they all scatter. running downhill is easyer then running back up, but the run back up pushes us to reach new hights. the snow is olny a factor we think is cold, the cold is olny something in our head, and in our head our thoughts are free to roam around, willingly and hopeful. but its when those hopes

all the dreams you had, crushed by a single mistake. the countless times forgiven, the the pointless words spoken, when in the end all that came out of it were lies. must it have been that way? to leave yourself, and change everything, on the account of another. why do some people suffer for the actions of others? the questions never answerd, the words never spoken the last burning thought in your head... "Was it worth it?" and then you are dead...

lets run around for a while, tire ourselfs out and lay down. lets look at the clouds and daydream of what we wish life could be. step by step we walk this earth, dancing, singing, having a ball. kiss by kiss, we move in and out of peoples hearts. if we spoke up maybe we could love more often but for now we just walk and smile. lets dance in this happy rain, no bad thoughs we rule the day. step by step, we walk this earth, dancing, singing, having a ball. kiss by kiss, we movie in and out of peoples hearts. im to young for stress now, i gota find myself before i find you. lets run this round, lets move outa town. we can live in pure

*FIRE'S STORYS* Why do people live and die? is it because humans are like matches, and over time burn themselfs out. at the begining of life your match is struck, and over time, you burn at that stick. when you come to the end of your life, you burn out and you die. making way for the new matches to come and burn. if we did not die, then the world would over heat, and flame up burning all the matches. some matches are shorter and some are longer, but in the end everyone burns out so make your time here on earth as bright as you can. Keep on burning, fire starters! ~LTDD~