[COLOR=Green][SIZE=3][FONT=Garamond]So it’s like being shoveled to turn the door knob You’re sweating as they pushing you out Seems that everyone has grown bigger And the room is getting smaller One out many So sorry, they choose you quietly And it’s like being force to drink the glass empty Though you can’t stand and have to take a pee But you sit still and look happy And the cocktail feels like **** ...
and i say and i say anything would've been easier than life. nursing this hematoma on my heart praying for strength, i try to forget to escape for one second the smell of you, your voice, my pain - why doesn't pain block the pain? i wish i knew your secret... i'm bad at backburning there are no firebreaks why can't i stifle ...
[COLOR=SandyBrown][SIZE=2][FONT=Century Gothic]Shadow is he the dearest one Yet never too far, though beyond my touch As imaginary heaven Hides behind the laden sky A beautiful absurd figure, cuddle up in bright light The fairy sonnet The highest peak Everything I have Which my soul long to fill I call upon his name in the besieged hours In my solitude, the bitterest sour “Shall I compare thee to a ...
blackened catfish sweet rivers grey ash stampeding through new york corridors
do you remember? when we milled around this cobbled street bricks overlaying grass, trees dying 'round the city giving their lives to structures in the suburbs we stand here today on the corner of 11th and market the cobbles are gone replaced by pavement like amnesia over love in 100 years not one of our bodies will remain though we may return in new ones ...