The Weakest man on Earth |
No question of time can concern.
The weakest man on earth.
He pays deluge with his open hand.
Wraps his words in his grace, and over time you will forget his face.
Through the thresh hold he mov...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Nov 2003 21:26:00 GMT |
wake |
It was endless times and priceless crimes
sunny fall days, for our minds to play
We gatherd something, and layed on a blanket
there we stopped
but broken pieces are never to hard to glue back.
bu...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Nov 2003 22:56:00 GMT |
wintergreennnnns |
i sit across from my altoids box
listening to the lastest song that rock
tip tap type to beats
tap tip tip the feet
say it 10 times fast
imout.
night
Posted by on Mon, 10 Nov 2003 22:20:00 GMT |
here |
here i stand, and here i am
waiting for this to kick in
tip toeing to the sun
while i do things i know you like
-you smile-
i kiss you
good night
Posted by on Mon, 10 Nov 2003 20:16:00 GMT |
