I used to write a lot of poetry |
As if we could ever decieve the planets aligned against us We are lostInprisioned in our minds as our thoughts control our bodies We are carelessAble to forget things that are anyting but flaw... Posted by on Tue, 19 May 2009 17:48:00 GMT |
I used to write a lot of |
"Like the story of a young capulet"In a blink of an eye The feeling subsidesSlapped wide awak and brought back to realityYou cannot live in this constant facadeWhere the clock never strikes twelve an... Posted by on Tue, 19 May 2009 17:44:00 GMT |
I used to write alot |
I can never get my fill of himHe is an overdoseA high that reaches far beyond the most infinit heavesIrreplacibly uniqueWhose mind captivates and imprisons you in a labrynth filled with beautiful enig... Posted by on Tue, 19 May 2009 17:41:00 GMT |
I used to write |
His love is never written and set in inkHe indulges in forbidden fruits and dances on the graves of sinnersWith the body of a greek god he taunts the innocent with a lustful carressHe only lives for t... Posted by on Tue, 19 May 2009 17:38:00 GMT |
Keep it M.O.B (guys can be bitches too) |
I never really understood why many good people always end up with the shit end of the stick.For example, the good guys and gals who get fucked over constantly.I know I am one of those good girls who g... Posted by on Fri, 17 Apr 2009 21:33:00 GMT |