city. |
You've knocked down this city inside my soul
The lights used to burn bright, now the streets have grown cold.
Emptiness and ash fill my heart and lungs.
There are no memories, no stars, and no sun.
Th...
Posted by jaime. on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 04:30:00 PST |
Passion, I see, is catching. |
When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.Helen Keller...
Posted by jaime. on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 08:40:00 PST |
and youre noticing nothing again. |
And I'm still a cigarette softly smoking on the edge of a metal ashtrayI begged this place to let me burn, and it whispered, "burn away"
protestthehero.
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Posted by jaime. on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 07:54:00 PST |
you dug yourself into a liar’s hole. |
theres something out there thats flowing through my veins. i yearn to know what it is that's screaming my name. screaming insanity. hearing it all the time in the back of my head, feeling it flow...
Posted by jaime. on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 12:36:00 PST |
