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  KAMI HAHA (4/24/1998-)

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Heart, Or Father?

Feel with the heart that is my own
or think with the mind of my Father?

My heart says stay,
my Father says go.
My heart says high,
my Father says low.

My Father says play,
my heart screams laze.
My Father screams sleep,
my heart stays awake and ablaze.

Oh, what is a girl to do?
Feel with her own heart,
or think with the mind in her head,
but controlled by her Father?
Kami Haha




You walk alone
You eat alone
You rose alone
You are alone.

You feel you have it all;
the 'friends', the 'fame', the 'fortune'
You feel you're on top,
but there you lie, at the bottom.

You just don't care;
about the hearts you break,
the lives you end,
the planet you destroy

You think, you think you own the place,
with your selfish talk,
your arrogant walk,
the look, the smile, the attitude.

Alone you rose,
alone you'll fall;
alone you'll lie, alone you'll be,
with the thoughts of those you tormented as your only companion.

Alone you'll remain,
Kami Haha



This Scar Is A Noose

Does he see?
Does she notice?
Do they all stare at me because they see what's in my head?
Doubt it.

They're all the same.
Each and every one of them.
They look at me with their pity,
which I reply to by souring my face in return.

That scar. That wretched, life taking scar.
Because of what?
A car accident I could have prevented,
had I been driving only, instead of LOLing my friends.

God's punishment for driving into that family van?
A totaled car (which no one paid for) ,
a grounding (whatever) ,
and a scar (that I can't live with) .

No matter how much plastic surgery,
no matter how many creams,
the scar is here to stay says the doctors.
Now I must live with it, like a noose around my neck.

They stare at me like an animal,
a rotten girl with a bad attitude, and now a face to match.
I hate this noose,
the scar that lies, stretches across my (once perfect) face.
Kami Haha



Dead Man's Contest

A heart pounding,
blood pumping,
exhilarating, run.
Through the woods,
over the sticks,
ending only when one of us are dead.

He's caught up to me. I turn to face him.
To face my Dead Man.
Dead Man's Walk.
The walk no man should ever have to face.
The one who finds the sword first,
must plunge it into the other's heart.
This time, I have no weapon.
Meaning my time has finally come.

The sword is plunged,
through my heart, my soul.
My blood spurts in every direction,
even on his face,
but he doesn't care;
he only wants to see his family again.
I see him push it forward still,
but there's no need;
I sit as a ghost in a tree,
watching. Waiting.

I join the other's, the souls of the lost men
of the Dead Man contest.
A man is lost to this foolishness every year.
This time, it was me.
And none of the souls of my former opponents,
young or old,
look happy to see me.
Kami Haha

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