me for me and my decree |
i walk a pathat my own gaitthe one i choose -i liberateall that i amand want to bei live my lifeand live for mewith my beliefsthat are my owneven if ibelieve alonein things that comeand seem to beridi...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 22:57:00 GMT |
undecided |
walking backwards space and timelife is lived in cycleseverybody stands in linewaiting to recyclewhat goes down comes up againready for the fallgirls to women boys to mensoon they'll have to crawljobs...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Nov 2008 21:03:00 GMT |
Cycles |
She walks a line in a spiral of a cycle of a world and a life that shes lived twice beforeShe chooses a path with the hurt and the wrath and the pain with no gain once moreShes self inflicting while...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Oct 2008 22:38:00 GMT |
fee and the albatross |
there once was a girlher name was feeshe decided to crossthe mediterannean seashe battled monstersmet friend and foekept travelling withno place to goand settle downand find her homeshe was all for on...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 01:22:00 GMT |
neww |
^_^
Posted by on Tue, 05 Aug 2008 09:47:00 GMT |
her. |
missing youthe things you dothe way you walkthe way you talkthe way you lookinto my eyesthe way you neversay goodbyesthe way you curlyour hair sometimesthe way you laughat the right timesone day you'l...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Aug 2008 09:11:00 GMT |
smoking cigarettes and watching captain kangaroo |
resistance is futile.
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jul 2008 21:47:00 GMT |
the wedding song |
i forgot about this, i wrote it for Trae & Nick's weddingi wish them all the best."a bird is flying solo through the open ocean airit breathes life in, will soon begin to start to think and then compa...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 08:47:00 GMT |
a happy moment |
she glances at youall the whileyour eyes are fixedon hers, her smileyour heart it beatsthe only soundyou feel the pulseright through to groundshe starts to moveher fair flows freeshe dances tothe melo...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 08:36:00 GMT |
reflection of complexion. |
there's a reflection of complexion on the ceiling in my room. it isn't healing in the least - a beast will soon consume.it's life a price of what's to tell - a hell of world wide over.and soon the moo...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 02:55:00 GMT |
