poetry I guess |
She has stolen my childhood from me, right beneth my very fingure tips. My heart aches with the decisions loved ones make, at her two face whispers of distasteful lies and unjustified jealousy. To her...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 15:54:00 GMT |
writting |
I live a secret life. Hide away inside my thoughts.My mind is my sanctuary no one can enter. Alone with my true self.. lifes gift to me.
Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 04:10:00 GMT |
directions to my heart |
You won me when no one could. You caught the un-cetchable. And with you I stayed . Win my trust... and you'll win my love. And i'll be yours forever.
Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 04:06:00 GMT |
Completely random sentences |
-The warmth of the new born spring days sweeps in.
My soul beings to lift from it’s hibernation.
Stretching it’s self to the heavens.
-The pain I feel could break a thousand he...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 14:30:00 GMT |
Tell me what you think about when you read this.. |
To my eyes you are brillant.You cast streams to silk into my soul.Without you I am as dull and bitter as the last hanging days of winter.You lift my feet off the ground without moving me and inch.And ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Apr 2007 13:52:00 GMT |
Analizing the world and my seonce more |
Sometimes I feel as though i've lost my passion for the things i've once loved,and life in general!I walk down the street and watch the people around me...They seem soo content with their lives and ye...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 17:54:00 GMT |
