they have to mean something |
i had a dreamthere was a mystery guywho i was very in love withand he died.i spent too years boozingcrying, hanging with his friendsand in the endi learned a craftto bring him alive.i arranged a big c... Posted by MLM on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 11:07:00 PST |
boys vs men |
i've shared my piece of mindnow what is there left to sayit was a farfetched attemptbut i approached it the most grown up i couldand i wonder what anchored this boatno more words to proclaim?lack of m... Posted by MLM on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 11:00:00 PST |
human reactions |
are so messed up....just simply as looking at my homepage i realize..all the people that i've known, they have wonderful souls, they're amazing all in their own way, and they have good minds..and try ... Posted by MLM on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 03:38:00 PST |
fer sure not |
where'd you run to this time? with your chewed up mind, choking while you push out your two bit line.is it safe to say that 2000 miles tore us apart? well i'm sorry that i can't love as good... Posted by MLM on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 09:42:00 PST |
% |
i'm watching what's left of your heart drip away and into a puddle collecting for days, i want to sponge it up...take it away, then pour it inside you, and wait, to see if it lights up your eyes,... Posted by MLM on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 12:19:00 PST |
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i hate missing you, and all that i hold in my hand now are souvenirs, the only remains of an us. you're just a memory that comes to me while i'm listening to the songs we used to sing, ... Posted by MLM on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 11:17:00 PST |
@ |
shivering at the thought of this, is it the cold wind, or the time passed since our last kiss? i know it's a stretch to say that these are our roles that we're meant to play but it's from the depth of... Posted by MLM on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 08:21:00 PST |
$ |
counting down the minutes to hear your voice againwhy is it i spend more time waiting for you, than having you.i know you're not one to be "had", i always lose in the end.these fatal liquids in my sto... Posted by MLM on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 01:29:00 PST |
the past |
i'm tired of these lies, too tired to cry, bring me back to a day when i still felt alive, when i soaked up the sound of your voice, watched your chest rise and fall...tearing down the pictures o... Posted by MLM on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 06:41:00 PST |
recreation |
i slapped death across the face and left a hand print of my life. it was black and it stung for only a moment and then it dripped away. like all my days so long ago that lacked of singing, of joyous b... Posted by MLM on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 11:00:00 PST |