Life can be so, OH so good? ...yes |
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School... |
Light of a New World Where as you will be& Where as you won't be& I will only be What I can ravage underneath Where what will be? We were not to be& Tak... Posted by on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 08:19:00 GMT |
I tend to write about things involved with stuff... |
Why? (title) Why are we drawn together? Just to be erased By Some soul& The harsh manifested dull thought hatred Really Does Cut through your peek of self gratuity &nbs... Posted by on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 18:48:00 GMT |
Woe is me... |
When I think I am, I am not You are dear to me as though a child cares for his first love Back in the time we knew all too well I can't touch you Only listen to your enchanting voc... Posted by on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 19:48:00 GMT |
For a friend... |
Amazing& Let's just say You look amazing With a long black slip dress on With jewels around your neck With your hair done to perfection While your eyes are shini... Posted by on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 18:42:00 GMT |
My thoughts? You wish... |
Do you really want to know what I think about life? Well I guess sense you are reading
This I think you do. I don't really view life as different as most people except this. I
Bel... Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 13:00:00 GMT |
I just found this poem on my computer. Sort of a forget one... |
The Question& Laughing, making, shaping, taking& I laugh only to make a sound You make me laugh The sound is made You made me laugh I am shaped into a Person who can't t... Posted by on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 12:27:00 GMT |
Take from this what you will... |
Bound Flying into a gutter of self overseeing is what stops me Stop me from loving ever again Stop me from hearing again And stops me from seeing again No question... Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 13:09:00 GMT |
I wish for some to only be taken away... |
Friends, turning the tide&again& Why must it be every time I& Why must it be every No Just why must it be? They run in and out Of my Consciousness Only bringing a spark Or a h... Posted by on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 17:40:00 GMT |
Another poem by me. |
Life gameI will quote only to what you must read"Take not what has been given to you, but give what you have taken from them"My Being did personify the line that sits in front of youTo show youWhat it... Posted by on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 13:56:00 GMT |