Of Sinners and the Divine |
Her eyes are a killer that comes in the nightThe killer is silent, aware of his placeHe enters the room as quiet as a mouseAn innocent, elegant, dainty little thingThe mouse makes his moves as angels ...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 08:43:00 GMT |
a little ditty |
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The paper feels heavy underneath my penThe ink poors out spilling my guts againThe words are in my soul though their's not a language yetTo give my words a sound so sweet, so sweet you can't forget
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Posted by on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 01:19:00 GMT |
the long road |
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Looking back up towards the lightThat is breaking through the cracksI find it very hardNot to turn my back
The path ahead is darkIt seems to never endAhead I see a strangerAnd he's wearing a trouble...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 00:10:00 GMT |
handcuffs |
I'd arrest you if i had handcuffs,I'd arrest you if i had the time,I'd throw you down in the back seat,As if you'd commited a terrible crime.
I'd break into a towns worth of houses,And rob whole famil...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 13:42:00 GMT |
*ugh* (manly grunt) |
mi chiamo robby: by the end of my day i couldn't believe i was running five milesmi chiamo robby: but it gave me so much more energy the next day at workGodzillacancook: yeahGodzillacancook: plus it r...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 23:02:00 GMT |
