TO -MY- QUEEN- I -HAVE -YET -TO -MEET-------- |
girl would you just give me a chancecan I Carry you in my arms, can I kiss your handspaint your sexy little toe nailstake my finger and right SERC loves you in the sandlet the tide rise up and wash it...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Dec 2008 06:38:00 GMT |
JUST BECAUSE |
I'm beginning a thoughtthat it maybe time for a changeor it could be just my mind tricking itselfreversing its own psychology just to stay the samebut unfortunately my same is somewhat insaneall just ...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 10:36:00 GMT |
MICHAEL O'NEAL |
fuck this writing shitI have totally given upon my own life- I quitI’m finished -totally thew-doneso tired of even tryingmy motivation thew me a peace sign-and went totally by byleft w...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 14:34:00 GMT |
LELLYBELLY [[ a letter never sent]]] |
our story starts out with a beautiful redheaded little girlshe always felt uncomfortable in her own skin and a little out of placea few boys had teased her saying ''you have little titties''which in t...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 10:41:00 GMT |
I SEE YOU |
would you believe Ive seen the deviland she has the such unusually pretty eyesnow come take my hand girland dance with me in the fireher face to me resembled a drinking glassit is ...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Jan 2008 19:57:00 GMT |
ONE FINGER BEGINNER |
dreams crash on rocks, water splashedwasn't meant to last, like the past long gone, car bombed, took up armsfuck cars, jack heartsfor hope, wander in dark lostgreen chased, sold soul statefake ra...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 10:09:00 GMT |
ACTS- 1 1-60 |
I'm from a place where there's a bodega on every cornerwho's top selling products are chore boy and quarter juicesa mini rose in a glass tube, Philly blunts and loosiesthe Chinese restaurant was ...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Nov 2007 17:38:00 GMT |
THE BATS IN MR. BELVEWS BELFRY |
I'm contemplating endlessly how I can possiblychange the way that these few words come outthey somehow always just seem to write there own meaningall depending on the readersp...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Oct 2007 07:59:00 GMT |
WISPERS WITH WINGS |
as she laid me to sleepshe said- shh--- it will be OKher whispers seem to come on wingspicked my soul up, and carried me to her graveI laid a black rose on topand told her its beauty pails i...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 18:22:00 GMT |
NO WINS |
I'm humble yeahbut only in the beginningthen I flip the script quicklike a shyamalan endingI move in the dirt babysimilar to the way pigpen doesthen hit your mind hard like a speed ball rush...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Aug 2007 13:14:00 GMT |
