the risk |
i'll be shooting offscreen at the impending army,the threat will loom large the outcome alarming,their ranks bristle with the worst of our flaws the weak ends, the lies, the holes in the walls, betwee...
Posted by nava on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 10:02:00 PST |
it’s clearly obscured |
i have a lot of things goin through my head these days and a need to write a lot of music, however i cant seem to put into words anything that im feeling in any way that would make for good lyrics.&nb...
Posted by nava on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 05:39:00 PST |
isn’t it romantic, to die by your hand would at least be a commitment. |
pull the dagger out slow, so i can know, how much you want me to hurt but you're still saying sorry.well that dont cut it, like the wounds that you left me, there are so many, but somehow i'm still st...
Posted by nava on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 01:06:00 PST |
experimentation |
let's reanimate this corpse and bring it back from where it's been,sit persuasively, patiently convincing it to take an interest in living again,give it a purpose and a name, keep it heavily surveiled...
Posted by nava on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 07:56:00 PST |
im just a little bit of |
something for everyone, but never everything for just one someone.all i want for my bday is love.im glad i have so many friends to help with that. seriously it's gonna be awesome.last year i wasn't ve...
Posted by nava on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 02:51:00 PST |
it's not so bad as it seems |
tomorrow there's another chance,no matter how dimly lit, whatever the plague is and how it returns with certainty, there is an outcome unknown. i was once posed with a question.feel this life in ...
Posted by nava on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 09:25:00 PST |
i can't seem to get this right but i'll try. |
ride the steel and don't spare these feelings,the trust is lacking, left upon the bed in which we laid,i'd like to disperse myself to the winds along with my desires unexplained yet smoldering still.t...
Posted by nava on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 09:13:00 PST |
we don't talk about him at the family reunions |
silence all the children, shut your ears and don't believe,he has gotten too dramatic, we did our best to make him leave,locked him away inside the attic crawlspace calling out our names, it must be t...
Posted by nava on Mon, 07 May 2007 07:04:00 PST |
what else would you call it? |
a wound inside a jaded heart gets lost amongst the many. i am going through the mourning motions getting ready for my day. i miss touches but have no lustful fire inside to warm me ...
Posted by nava on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 07:15:00 PST |
i'm getting tired of being so fucking crazy |
i am too lost, too proud, the only thing i have left that i know how to do well is let you down.i won't care about you, in so much as i cant care for anything at all.i think i'll red line at the top o...
Posted by nava on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 04:52:00 PST |
