Noch zwei bier, bitte |
rewritten.
gone gone gone
once its out
the memories are gone
clinging to words and melodies
sang and played so simply
and I rely on this to remember
even the smallest things
her favorite night... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Mon, 31 Mar 2008 09:25:00 PST |
dear journal.. |
Oh, dear journal dear journal
How times have changed
and they’re continuing to change
It’s been so long since I’ve had
any reason to want to write
down anything about my current life... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 04:00:00 PST |
some writings I found in one of my notebooks.. |
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Soaking fucking wet. Her. Her entire bed, all of it was soaked to hell. She had just woken up, on the verge of screaming, to find herself swimming ... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 10:15:00 PST |
She falls in love with the sky sometimes... |
She falls in love with the sky sometimes and when just talking she tries to rhyme. The cloud cover makes it impossible to see the beauty, but in itself is a vision in its frailty when you compare it t... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 04:01:00 PST |
ur soul. |
The inability to start something
because you stop, start, stop
and automatically be ready
to be able to try to start again
The sky will always try to settle in
instead of pull you up into the clouds
c... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 01:30:00 PST |
Good memories and bad ones (with hope of something new) |
In the midst of passion or a drunken conversation
the most interesting ideas come to fruition, a connection
will have then been made..worth more than just
a nickel, a dime, even a quarter. So I'... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 03:48:00 PST |
Cigarette smoke and amnesia.. |
By some mistake, I seem to be getting tired
but for some reason, I had to write this
smoking more to hide the fact that i'm hiding
it's not that i'm afraid to go out
only what will happen if I ... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 12:19:00 PST |
exit sign |
The girl in the red dress, with the shadows
not in the corner, no, by the door..red exit sign?
fun for her, even if the door says theres an alarm
because everything might just turn fun
who knows if th... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 12:11:00 PST |
thursdaynightdrunktired. |
All that I can feel right now is the rubberbands of my heart being pulled in all different directions..Some things begin without you even knowing that the pretenses of feelings were there. ... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 12:52:00 PST |
time (flies) |
interrupt the post modern idea of some type of reckoning
because i'm tired of people believing all the lies
and then you see the wreck, it happens in sync
to all the movements of your mouth, meaningle... Posted by Megz0rz McGriffin on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 10:48:00 PST |