a finished poem...enjoy. |
It Drips With the Blackest Deceit It'll be one bloody dayWhen the earth turns to ashesAnd no one will be around to sayI love you Laced with twineAnd tangled in your sweet serenityCaught up i...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 12:23:00 PST |
Sailing Alone and Living in Dreams. |
Living a Dream.I'll be singing you songs While you are goneand bring you sweet dreamsuntil the gold dawnI miss you more thanit may seemWhat can I say?I'm living a dream.I wish I could reach outfor you...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Sat, 31 May 2008 12:38:00 PST |
Shut up and kiss me like the antidotes under my tongue. |
I have a melody.I can make beautiful music.But I am no instrumentI will play for no one ...and no one will play me. A word left unsaid is a hundred hidden thoughts.I never once said,"I hate you."I am ...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 07:54:00 PST |
jumbled rambling of a gimpish madman. |
There’d be no distance that could hold us back.There’d be no more of a distance than the tipping of my toes that could hold me back from kissing you as the clock strikes midnight. That one...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 06:02:00 PST |
i see only beauty because we are all doomed... |
Wash this with alcohol and clean it til it shines brighter than your smile and sparkles in the light of your lies beneath th...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 05:34:00 PST |
Casanova Jones & the Dog That Couldn’t Bark Straight |
That title makes about as much sense as the rest of this will because I have no idea how this will end up. In fact, if you were to ask me, right now, what the point of this was going to be.. I would t...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 01:58:00 PST |
lets skate into the maddness and spit at whats behind us. |
come hang out with me on the edge in the night with the old music and the demon drink . . . it's an island we all live alone on (somehow) . . . a few seconds, a minute and then its over and no o...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 04:38:00 PST |
ding dong tha wicked witch is dead... |
Now I could sit here and baffle you With shallow babble And a bunch of punch lines You probably won't get Or even use some big words That you'd have to look up....wonderfully to my surprise robin's pr...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 05:45:00 PST |
STOP reading my blogs. |
ugh hello,please dietake rusty sewing needles to your eyeschoke on something prettylike pearls,li...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Wed, 16 May 2007 11:27:00 PST |
rock,scissors,paper |
I UNDERSTAND THAT SCISSORS CAN BEAT PAPER AND I GET HOW ROCK CAN BEAT SCISSORS. BUT THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY PAPER CAN BEAT ROCK. PAPER IS SUPPOSED TO MAGICALLY WRAP AROUND ROCK LEAVING IT IMMOBILE? WHY...
Posted by îLØV¬ hëþúmÞûm on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 12:35:00 PST |
