(Samuel Taylor Coleridge) "Her lips were red, her looks were free, her locks were yellow as gold; Her skin was white as leprosy, the nite-mare Life-In-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold"
I go to this alternative school, with only around 60 students. Notwithstanding the VERY high tuition, it's the best.
I laugh at average...
MARILYN MANSON AND THE SPOOKY KIDS CONTROL ME!!!
(luci in the sky with demons)
"i'll spread me open, stuck to my ribs are all your infants in abortion cribs, you run like roaches, you try to die, i know your poison, in our space we lie. to an obscene god, we will dance and spit. the skin is thin, in our beds we sit. take off our rings and we kneel. our scabbed knees are so slow to heal. cut a little boy hole for the looking glass people. i dont want to be, no. i dont want to fear, no. mama's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow. A man can't always reap what he sows. Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime, mime.
I'll be your devil if you'll admit you're mine. Leave yourself to be ultra-here, the chill of fall is always crawling near. The spiders in the flowers never know their smell,
and the barbers have their secrets they will never tell. Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime, mime. I'll be your devil if you'll admit you're mine."
GENIUS, I TELL YOU!
If you were not touched by the strength of those lyrics, you must be dead. You necrophobe! (this is what you should fear, you are what you should fear)
So, I'm weird and insane. But I also write fairly good epinions, so read them. Please?
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