A Funny Thought |
Love is like a haunted house the ghosts of the past reside in it and new residents excite and stir up said spirits
Posted by on Wed, 07 May 2008 01:34:00 GMT |
a poem i wrote most likely i will turn it into a song |
At Death's doorI feel it now Cold chills down my backI can sense itCralwing inside and outiI feel the end closingI am at death's doorNothing can stop thisNo time to go backI know he is comingSteel sic...
Posted by on Thu, 01 May 2008 20:50:00 GMT |
The creative side possess |
I am meeting interesting people, and encountering stange and eerie places. My best and worst nightmares are visiting me in my sleep. My bloody horrifying imagination becoming more and more prominant, ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 23:01:00 GMT |
