Suicidal emo poetry by John Sheppard, aged 39 1/2:
My love for you was like a puddlejumper soaring through the sky Now you're gone and I have lost my wings (not that the 'jumpers have wings, but you know what I mean) And I am torn apart bleeding, freezing, longing to follow you into the black (or some shit like that)
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Date: 2008-03-07 12:54 pm (UTC)by John Sheppard, aged 39 1/2:
My love for you
was like a puddlejumper
soaring through the sky
Now you're gone and I
have lost my wings
(not that the 'jumpers have wings, but you know what I mean)
And I am torn apart
bleeding, freezing,
longing to follow you
into the black
(or some shit like that)
*goes back to EP*
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Date: 2008-03-07 12:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2008-03-09 09:17 pm (UTC)LMAO!!!