11:11 |
put your hand in mine, tell me how perfect it feels. kiss me like its the last time you will get the chance to. look at me like in the only person you ever want to see again. talk to me like were in l... Posted by Jeffrey Chaos [FlyBoy/International] on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 09:17:00 PST |
The Irony in a kiss with no meaning |
indestructive valkayr cries of folklore and horror, I was not sent here by the messanger, just driven by images wrapped in lace and tied in a bow. my hunger for lovelust is quenched by your taste for ... Posted by Jeffrey Chaos [FlyBoy/International] on Sun, 28 Oct 2007 10:50:00 PST |
stars of angels |
looking at the stars tonight, they remind me of you. like gently place tears wiped from your beautiful eyes. no more tears hunny. As I stare into the night sky I cant help but hope and wish that ... Posted by Jeffrey Chaos [FlyBoy/International] on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 10:48:00 PST |
vicious |
pain stakingly furious, a heart full of regret. this is not what i wanted, falling down this black whole, there is no bottom, anger and frustaion pumping through my blood. this is it. you've broken th... Posted by Jeffrey Chaos [FlyBoy/International] on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 08:59:00 PST |
karmas a bitch |
Clearing my thoughts enjoying this moment before my triumph. the last drag of my cigarette burns my lips, and there I see you walking out from your front door. slowly but swiftly I grab you ... Posted by Jeffrey Chaos [FlyBoy/International] on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 05:27:00 PST |
When my thoughts linger |
The sound of men marching trembles the earth, the heat in your heart burning hotter and hotter as anger sets in. your mind becomes engulfed in rage as each minute goes past. I clinch my fist tigh... Posted by Jeffrey Chaos [FlyBoy/International] on Sat, 14 Jul 2007 05:28:00 PST |
they say weekends are for the warriors, then i hit the bottom of the bottle |
when my speech is slurred and every step I take I stumble, my thoughts reside. it went so well for so long and it was fun hitting the bottom of the glass, and I was flirting with the prettiest girl at... Posted by Jeffrey Chaos [FlyBoy/International] on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 05:34:00 PST |
writing your name, is like cursif in the sky |
laying in the grass next to your signifigant other, you dont even have to say a single word or phrase. laying under the biggest spetical of you life, the night time sky, the greatest show not even fro... Posted by Jeffrey Chaos [FlyBoy/International] on Thu, 24 May 2007 12:50:00 PST |