The Letter {For Bianca} |
It's not your birthday it's your funeral What a shame Cause the gang's all here and we're toasting your name It's not your birthday it's your funeral What a shame Cause the gang's all here and we're ... Posted by Samuel. . . on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 01:52:00 PST |
DisasterDisasterDisasterDisasterDisaster |
This is the time for regretRegret the world you left for usThe rivers full of rotting fleshSmokestacks are suffocating the skyThere's a hospital bed with a special reservation for this dying societySo... Posted by Samuel. . . on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 05:34:00 PST |
In Reality. |
You can't see through mirrorsand you can't swim through windows.In realityNone of this is realNone of this will phase me for this is just a phaseYou can rebuild something that has been brokenFill that... Posted by Samuel. . . on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 09:21:00 PST |
WAR |
Bloody saliva Dribbles down his shapeless jacket. I saw him stab And stab again A well-killed man. This is the happy warrior, This is he... Posted by Samuel. . . on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 09:09:00 PST |