while your down there, tell my dead aunt i said hello |
erase it all i have you buried in my walls
ill use your skin, to cover up my scares
ill fall again..to the place that you once laid
a burred to be left breathing in a bloody hall of fame
i locked th...
Posted by ::Blue Eyed Suicide:: on Tue, 20 Sep 2005 01:52:00 PST |
Make me seem perfect, for your all i have. |
make best friends with your pillow and say goodnight.
...your lines are clever, just dying for a chance to be a whore..
sweetdreams are never ending.
but dreams is all they will be. ...
Posted by ::Blue Eyed Suicide:: on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
::empty halls and finger stained walls:: |
gentle non silent steps creep threw this hallway, a never ending echo brushing lightly along the drums inside my ears. a fond melody that keeps on track to the beat produced by our hearts.held so clos...
Posted by ::Blue Eyed Suicide:: on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
K is for Kill-her |
the elevator starts up as my heart beat breaks down.if i only had the nerve i would scream these words aloud...
*but i don't*your eyes reject every perfect picture i paint for you. your ears pr...
Posted by ::Blue Eyed Suicide:: on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
i held you threw the dark last night, |
next time ill talk with my mouth closed.breath threw tinny gaps on the corner of my lipsi wish i had a bullet in my head for every stupid line i told you.and i thought i cared to be shot down ag...
Posted by ::Blue Eyed Suicide:: on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
i'll DIE dreaming of you |
fan blades creating comfort for as i lay dead asleep dreaming of your return. what must i do to make you see that i would walk across the world and swim across the sea.To meet you in a for...
Posted by ::Blue Eyed Suicide:: on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
across five aprils and the burning season show/party!!! |
The PRE SHOW WITH ACROSS FIVE APRILS
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The dance party/junk yard show<3
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Posted by ::Blue Eyed Suicide:: on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
the medicine that cures. |
your hair send static threw my finger tips from the violence you set off like bombs.a constant strive for another rainy day to see the clouds your eyes reflect apon.if not i need more reasons to expla...
Posted by ::Blue Eyed Suicide:: on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
