Contrarian |
I can mostly be found in places where you can be notOccasionally always adrift of a point that I pokedI hope that your hope, just a fraction a day,Descents into hopelessnessI'll walk through that door...
Posted by Accident Prone on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 01:09:00 PST |
Rice is Nice |
I don't want to talk about it.I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to talk about it.I don't want to know. She goes. In June. And so do we. Help me find my simile....
Posted by Accident Prone on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 02:16:00 PST |
Chases |
Don't go fucking in the barn because the barn's on fire Look out below Look at them go
Posted by Accident Prone on Wed, 23 May 2007 03:05:00 PST |
Silence |
I usually fill the burning silence with pointless conversation.But now I look away.These words should flow as easily as the excess alcohol.Its burning, its burning this silence I hate.Its burning me d...
Posted by Accident Prone on Tue, 15 May 2007 03:59:00 PST |
Vacuum |
I'll drag you down with me
Suck you in
I'm just like a vacuum
Posted by Accident Prone on Sat, 13 Jan 2007 11:14:00 PST |
Sea Anemone |
The curtain's a sea anenome/in the way it sways/to the slow breeze. I lie spread out on the floor/looking at these things/and most of them are yours. And its so nice/sitting very still/wit...
Posted by Accident Prone on Sun, 06 Nov 2005 04:14:00 PST |
