they call it life... |
I've given up on what i know best, ....
This classic story of love and hate goes down
like all the rest.....
Paper meets pen, until I see you again, ....
Lately its just been... almost like ...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Sep 2009 19:35:00 GMT |
Beauty in its bind |
I've found you.Alas! that which they call beauty.The pale complexion... so perfect.Yet your eyes brighter than the starsWill I ever cross with thou?or shall i lament this path?the one i've followed so...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 22:40:00 GMT |
Little red guy on taylors desk :) |
Upon the top of this table,
You sit, a product of Satan's likeness.
Before the eyes of little ones
You foreshadow his darkness
A playful sight
with your crooked grin
they all wait to ga...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 08:15:00 GMT |
Withstanding My Understanding |
Withstand my understanding
my heart was broken when you said goodbyemy dreams were shattered when you said goodnighttrying to make all of it betterwhile getting rid of our sweatersin the middle of the...
Posted by on Fri, 18 May 2007 16:58:00 GMT |
Oh Angel Which I Can't See |
My wings are hidden and my cloth not so white but please don't judge me due to your fleshly sight I was there when you were born and will be with you in death your heart was always mine from your...
Posted by on Thu, 17 May 2007 20:00:00 GMT |
