making music |
You play me like an instrument
You twing and clang my strings
You beat me around mercilessly
Like the ivory you sing
You think it is impossible
To touch my every chord
You ravish every sound in me
Pi...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 05:55:00 GMT |
there you go... |
I like to be in control, that's why i rather regret things I've done rather than things I haven't done
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 04:04:00 GMT |
soo we say bye bye to another year.... |
Ok so it's 2007!! Woohoo!!! The partying is over and now the new year's resolutions begin - what are mine...hmmm...probably the same as last year's and the year before that and the year before that - ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 05:22:00 GMT |
Moral of the story (of you have a moment read this) |
There lived a young boy a long time ago or maybe not that long ago. He tragically lost his family and all he had was a house a bit away from the other villagers and some land and sheep, mo...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 00:23:00 GMT |
cold flu sneeze cough pain |
It's finally happened...I've been waiting for ages...but the day has come...I don't know whether to be very very happy or very very sad...
I'm ill...finally all the days of partying and going out have...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 03:01:00 GMT |
cry baby |
Whenever faced with situations that are too much for me I cry...what a wuss...I will embrace this flaw...that's all left to be done
Posted by on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 04:09:00 GMT |
... |
I am obsessed by every millimeter of your bodyI weave and spiral round the contour of your soulI try to get in deep into your essence I try to smother you with every bit of mineWho needs the night, I ...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 06:11:00 GMT |
)))) |
Spending all my days in trains
Eating plastic food and drinking plastic slime
Covered by a jacket that has seen a better time
Same tea-marked stories as a companion for my trip
83 unravished pa...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 05:54:00 GMT |
Yesterday's live reading - Adrian Mitchell |
To Whom It May Concern
I was run over by the truth one day.Ever since the accident I've walked this way &nb
sp; So stick my legs in plaster&nb...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 03:02:00 GMT |
Great |
It's dark outside...brilliant...
in fact this is exactly what I need...oh oh wait...true happiness will hit when it's dark when I wake up and dark when I go to bed
working in the City I might as well ...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 09:11:00 GMT |
