Not now, not ever... (I wrote this)

As vibrant explosions fill the nebulous sky,he digs his toes into the cool, moist, sand.Conjuring up all his desires and putting them out next to his feet.His thoughts are so lucid, for he is a simple...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 07:27:00 PST

Absolute love...( i wrote this)

There sits a boy, alone in the back, with a wonderful heart and a creative mind.He lives for what flows to his finger tips.The stories he writes, about a women who is the emodiment of perfection. Ones...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 04:12:00 PST

And i got a twenty dollar bill...(i wrote this)

it's kind-of funny actually,this whole time you just wanted me to care for you as much as you did me.not knowing that i was there all alongand now you're so far gone.we can sit all night and argue,or ...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 06:44:00 PST

A Theatrical moment...(i wrote this)

With the wind blowing across my body and the rain covering me,The sweet summer air enveloping every detail of this theatrical moment.The damp grass as my blanket, letting the rain wash away my sins.Th...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 07:26:00 PST

and i swear that you don't have to go....(i wrote this)

i sat here for days and told you how warm my heart wasi told you about the fire you lit inside of me that kept be burning strongthe way my heart jittered when you laughedand how my lips curved up when...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 01:09:00 PST

Stasera voliamo via il mio bello...(i wrote this)

There are these dreams that I've been hiding for so long.I felt that if I let them out it would make me vulnerable, weak, and open.I was afraid of the uncertanties of love and lust. I was afraid to le...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 01:07:00 PST

shell creek Road...(I wrote this)

let me hop behind youlet's take a ride out on W. Shell Creek Roadhug the curves like i hug your bodywe'll stop and watch the people leave the groundI'll have you in my armsas the wind childishly plays...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 08:22:00 PST

Dear Miss Oklahoma, you do something funny to my pants...(i wrote this)

Just sit back and close your eyes let me take you away with the sweatness of my words grab on tight cause here we go on our lyrical trip to a magical place where the only thing to exist is this there...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 12:45:00 PST

something not-so-corporate... (i wrote this)

tonight i don't want to be alone this writer's block got to me and yet i still find the words i can still remember that first kiss and the first time i looked into your eyes i can still remember the ...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 08:38:00 PST

Flammable...(I worte this)

Why can't you just say no? take this devotion and desire and set it on fire burn it all to hell and waste away take away everything you ever loved and forget it cuz it's all changed now. Every touch ...
Posted by ...blue eyed suicide... on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 05:35:00 PST