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Premonition I have these dreams Of violence & death I close my eyes But still cant rest Where it ends You can probably guess I'm a girl at the dance With blood on her dress What i want I cant have What i need isnt mine Now i feel crazy For COLUMBINE If theres a God Where could He be? Why is faith The only thing free? Do not fear death But pain I can feel Sometimes I think This just isnt real There are angry forces after me I hear their voices But its mom i see What is so bad about dying? I think that God is lying Cause a preacher at his sunday best Is just a pedophile Taking a rest The more i see of life And the more i know No one really cares Its just polite to say so All these women Keep having these kids One's not enough To enjoy & live So then they breed One after another And as they grow They dont resemble each other People are cancer There is no cure But im just a dancer In a broken mirror... Priest pleads guilty more ...
![]() honey sheperd on oct 26, 2006 county coroner revealed honey sheperd had died ... but angels don't they just go to help 'karma turn the tide'. |