They are young and they don’t care... |
His face flushes as she looks at him, He knows exactly what she's thinking. With her eyes she's whispering, And just hopes that he's tuning in. The way she looks he wants to touc... Posted by on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 21:36:00 GMT |
When she’s lost, I cry. |
It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky, The girl was so happy that her tears were dry. She had come through the pain, from the black to the grey, And with him standing by her side everyth... Posted by on Fri, 24 Aug 2007 03:07:00 GMT |
The greatest Cuntry in the world.... |
I hear the world in so much pain, it's like a screaming child, But there is no emergency helpline number you can dial If you hurt your thumb or finger you can go to A+E, Patien... Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 11:56:00 GMT |
Send me an angel.. |
Send me an angel, a beautiful angel, to come and find me today. With soft downy feathers and wings strong enough to lift us both away. A beautiful angel with soft brown skin and bright eye... Posted by on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 06:24:00 GMT |
Fake stories.. |
I can't believe the lies you've told, Tales spun like gold, Fake stories you've sold. Can men never break the mould? I trusted your words, felt fed by your truth, Let you meet my daughter, e... Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 18:33:00 GMT |
Her name began with D... |
This Woman that I knew, her name began with D, She was brown skinned and twenty years older than me.Bright eyed, beautiful and bust up along the way.Her face and her story mirrored Billy holid... Posted by on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 19:43:00 GMT |
This young man.... |
It's in his blood to hate; this young man has nothing to celebrate. He just sells drugs on an estate, drives a Mercedes, thinks he's a great. Blinded by his efforts to get some respect, he... Posted by on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 13:06:00 GMT |
So caught up.. |
I'm so caught up and I'm spiralling down Life's not easy now you're not around. Without you there's no joy and no sound, in the music now I'm so held down by the memory of you And all of... Posted by on Sun, 29 Jul 2007 05:39:00 GMT |
When I was a kid... |
When I was a kid, I never could see, Why some people were always treated so differently. Livin in grey blocks like scattered rocks on our estate, The people there always seemed so fill... Posted by on Sat, 28 Jul 2007 11:25:00 GMT |
I feel you... |
I feel you, but I got to stop myself. You are beautiful, but belong to someone else. My emotions are nearly off the scale, its scaring me See how my heart beats fast now and I can hardly breathe. ... Posted by on Fri, 27 Jul 2007 15:04:00 GMT |