hear me |
Im here once again in my confession room
Spilling my heart, baring my soul
See, how ugly I am
With my ill thoughts and wicked ways
Here I am
Are you tired?
I am.
Forbid me
I am human.
Save me
Before...
Posted by kristin on Sat, 15 Apr 2006 05:21:00 PST |
la lng |
Name:kristinBirthday:09/18/84Birthplace:naga cityCurrent Location:naga cityEye Color:dark brownHair Color:blackHeight:5'5"Right Handed or Left Handed:rightYour Heritage:asianThe Shoes You Wore Today:r...
Posted by kristin on Sun, 19 Mar 2006 07:16:00 PST |
Finally& |
I can see
through the blur
of misty snippets of the puzzles done.
I can hear
whispers of angels singing
behind the curtains of heavy rains.
I can smell
hues of lavenders and purples
beyond the stinky...
Posted by kristin on Fri, 19 Aug 2005 11:15:00 PST |
You have a friend& |
When the lights went off
When the city streets sleep
When the sea is rushing your hopes
When the clouds are hiding your stars
Seek for me
And Ill be on my way.
You dont need to dress up in gold
Or r...
Posted by kristin on Fri, 19 Aug 2005 11:09:00 PST |
you're no God |
You think youre good
Because you seem normal
You think youre fine
Just because youre within the norm
Because youre pretty much bound with your world
You make fun of those indifferent
Thinking tha...
Posted by kristin on Thu, 18 Aug 2005 11:37:00 PST |
Dont make me hate you& |
Dont make me hate you&
Youre wasting too much of my surfing time
and I wont let you spare the rest of my UPS.
Dont make me hate you&
Dont make me hang like I needed Ctrl+Alt+Delete
for a task m...
Posted by kristin on Thu, 18 Aug 2005 11:30:00 PST |
speck of dust |
You help the world mean to me
but you dont mean the world to me.
Youre just a speck of dust in my underworld
beautifully stained in my rubbish cloak.
You triggered my senses to reach sensib...
Posted by kristin on Mon, 15 Aug 2005 07:26:00 PST |
white rose |
strange as it may seems
but Ive learned a lot about life
from a simple thing.
never knew that my favorite line from kindergarten rhymes
would bring me creeps up to this time.
roses are red
violets a...
Posted by kristin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
my knight... |
Ages had passed
Potions had been perfected
Technology had emerged
Tis the 21st century
And I am left in the ancient past
Where I believe in fairies
Princesses with their knights
I dont have a sing...
Posted by kristin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
sides of the circle |
the writer and i
she's gloomy. i'm blissful.
she hates noise. i'm a noise box.
she drives. i ride.
she's sensitive.i'm numb. &
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she'...
Posted by kristin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
