holding it |
ooooi can feel itrising and risingmixture of somethingnot worth a namingnot worth a warninguntil it is brimmingmy cup runneth over!who do I tell?not so urgentnot totally comprehendedfor words to be of...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Oct 2010 22:01:00 GMT |
fair |
I'd love to wait in lineI'd love to watch the groupsI'd love to be unseenI'd love to squeeze on throughand save a seat for meI'd love to feel it riseI'd love to up and singBut!People don't like those ...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Sep 2010 17:51:00 GMT |
bool hunt |
let's come back to past tensethoughti lost them alli lost it alli'm starting over from now onseems forced and hollowseems like beforeand turns out flowedlike caramelbut bitter soreminds you still-and ...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Sep 2010 22:41:00 GMT |
my drum |
bomm bomm bommbeating a drum drum drumbeating a drumbeating a drumi knowi will falli will standagainagaini will wakei will breathi will singsing and eatbeating a drumdays are so funout of the suninto ...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Sep 2010 16:43:00 GMT |
plethora |
I hope in this day you may find the fantastic, my friend.That the things that you see will be new, full of color.Your real heart, for a moment, soars up from your body-and you remember again that life...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Jul 2010 14:56:00 GMT |
