"Structure this Symphony with Greed, " |
Words lack my appearence. For more than a short time, this slow fasad made me tremble at this. Symphonic letters left me standing to a regret like no other, and her voice crept up too q...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Dec 2007 20:33:00 GMT |
Circles Like Squares |
With everything and everyone giving into framethe linear attraction of my soul begins to faderealizing that embelishment is near(I take the blame) into the evidence, of consciousness of my silhouette'...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 07:28:00 GMT |
Not What We See |
This buliding smokeswith her eyes to show there's something else she was waiting forwhile billboards collapsemy relapse comes awake,but I try too hard to stay sane
Reality is believed to beexcuses rem...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 16:50:00 GMT |
Bring Change Back to The New |
Wake up and find yourself stranded on air.these thoughts are clear and pronounced in sayings i could only hear in a dream; though my mind is willing, my words are stumbled and indifferent it seems. id...
Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 08:32:00 GMT |
Between the White Lines |
Cryptic writings leave me to wonder what has come of this; am I alive or just breathing?though i feel, I know it to be different.blight my fears, pretend to feel.(feel) the only thing I've ever waite...
Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 08:28:00 GMT |
Mankind Can Only Hope |
Although our eyes are hollow like the trees and open mindwe can luminate the sky with every diamond in disguisea man can only wonder how it all became of this;a truce to every person in a prison...
Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 05:25:00 GMT |
And Action! |
like a heart attack, I'm cardiac for new ways to youbut it is wasn't so easy this time;I've faught it off and found you homeand you're still alonefrom me to you, and you to meaccept this apologya...
Posted by on Mon, 14 May 2007 14:15:00 GMT |
Day in the Life? |
Llife is like a long, strung-out film;. the problem is you're not acting, and everyone else around you has their own directors, producers, soundtracks, comedies, and tragedies. Some end out heroi...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 20:32:00 GMT |
Untitled (as of yet) |
We grow old but time isn't the factor here. If there was something clearer here for me to read between the lines and figure out the dimensions of all this, I'd gladly take aim and decide now. Finally ...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 18:21:00 GMT |
Moving Forward to Inward Light |
move swiftly siren incandesence of the ink feeds the notebookit brings me somewhere newand you knew im not like themill never stop, never skip a beat againill propose posture. bring back the neww...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jun 2006 17:25:00 GMT |
