brighteyes.. |
I stand here listening to my heart come through the radio..bright eyes,the only words to this song...-how he bleeds for you- living in those bright eyes I've loved so long,i stand here and dance alone... Posted by on Sat, 14 Feb 2009 17:59:00 GMT |
ramble... |
twilight stands between the dark night and hopeful dawn,a new life awaits...a mourning son watches the morning sun bleed its rays over his paper skin...a heart is lost,a taste that has been forgotten,... Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 03:28:00 GMT |
Thrice - "Broken Lungs" - MySpace Transmissions |
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.... Posted by on Sun, 14 Dec 2008 17:21:00 GMT |
wind talker.. |
she sits there and whispers so quiet its wind...
in her voice you can here her mourn a bitter past
-the sound is deafening-
to look into those pale,brittle eyes is like waking from a coma-sleep..
i co... Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 02:08:00 GMT |
a letter she never read. |
silence becomes a wall..i'd rather hear lies from perfect lips than no words at all...is this unfortunate or irony? its early in the a.m. im just watching as you breathe...just watching as you sleep..... Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 20:28:00 GMT |
the suns coming up again. |
so still she lays there,just another angel...tonite illl clip her wings. the sun is coming up again the amber glows as the twilight sings...her halo so fragile its glass porcelain lips how cold they k... Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 20:19:00 GMT |
je vous manque mon amour.(i miss you my love) |
sleep soft,dont worry about tonite...all my love my son,my blood my heart my life...sleep soft,no worrys for tonite...all my love is gone..no blood,no heart,no life.-Sent from my Helio. Posted by on Sat, 06 Sep 2008 12:53:00 GMT |
Minus The Bear - "Throwin Shapes" |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wIrmPieBuTw
jesus christ this song makes me feel like im flying Posted by on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 16:05:00 GMT |
paper skin |
She left me with that familiar iron in my mouth..my lips sting, bleeding from loves rose
her thorns in my eyes
her thorns in my side
I ate her petals just to hear her cry.- Posted by on Tue, 05 Aug 2008 21:28:00 GMT |
houses built on sand |
too many times,too many tries..left hollow hearts feeling distant and cold. Now im here so alone surrounded by the memories we had made.I thought our dreams would never end....until i heard her whisp... Posted by on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 16:58:00 GMT |