Rose Petal Avenue |
Take a moment, look around, there's no sign of life.
Breathing deep as the clouds go by, it's the only sound.
Listen closely and you'll notice our hearts are beating down.
We can close our eyes and pi...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 08:21:00 PST |
You Dont Even Deserve |
Can't undo the done, you should be the first to admit it.
No need to pout or moan and be bitch about it.
Suck it up, wipe your face, life crumbles and we'll get bruises,
But it gives you no excuse to ...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 06:37:00 PST |
Adieu, a Memoir. |
As time goes on, we often grow accosted to the sounds we hear. The food we love, the feelings that make us smile, they start to lose the importance they once held. A ritual of sorts, we grow with thes...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 09:45:00 PST |
love. |
they say that; what fickle fools are we
looking for love, trying to make one from two human beings.
isn't it what we are?
all destined, all wanting, all intertwined for one simple thing.
the hidden ly...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 08:44:00 PST |
Leaving |
Sorry for calling, I was only wanting to hear your voice again
Face to face confrontations consists of no communication, lips left to mend.
I'm crumbling inside, I don't want to cry, I don't want to c...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 08:50:00 PST |
Pray |
Maybe I'd call you, ooh maybe I would.
But even I could hear the whiskey kiss your tongue.
Baby, baby death is rolling in so nearly, nearly now
I've nothing left to say to you now; well, except for a ...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 09:06:00 PST |
Status |
She said her heart's never been this cold, ever since that night that it was sold.He said he forgot to put it in his pocket, at least that's what she's been told.Sometimes it's just not enough, o...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 06:12:00 PST |
Tasteless |
Taste buds dying, screaming against anything that touches the pallet. Nothing appealing, appetites are disappearing. Life seems to have a funny way of dealing with itself.
Gifted with words and expres...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 12:52:00 PST |
Dear adjective, |
I was holding water in my hands today, and I realized that no matter how tightly you hold your fingers together- the water will eventually seep out. No matter how perfectly shaped your hands make a cu...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Sat, 06 Oct 2007 05:33:00 PST |
Needle and Thread |
Only her fingers idly toying the paper's crisp edges, ink spotted on white that create imaginary conversations. Some of the past, some that have never happened.Sure, she misses them. But not enough to...
Posted by ox. // Victoria Vanity \\ xo. on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 08:26:00 PST |
