01-04-2015 12:08 PM
I feel like a kite high in a tree
Is this where I'm suppose to be?
I wish, I was a little boy
When love was taken care of
I know, I will say
It's Sunday noon, cocoon and heal
Oh no, please don't throw me in the briar
Where mother's made all the meals
And father's built the fire
When will this feeling go away?
When will this feeling ever stay?
Originally Posted by EffEmDoubleyou
01-04-2015 09:02 PM
Cut me down
It's you who'll have further to fall
Raise your voice
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Not sayin much
01-04-2015 10:21 PM
Now all them things that seemed so important
Well mister they vanished right into the air
Now I just act like I don't remember
Mary acts like she don't care
Originally Posted by EffEmDoubleyou
01-06-2015 06:20 AM
good, hot, fresh, fly ~
Right now, she's probably up singing some
white-trash version of Shania karaoke.
Right now, she's probably saying, "I'm drunk"
and he's a-thinking that he's gonna get lucky,
Right now, he's probably dabbing on
3 dollars worth of that bathroom Polo...
Oh, and he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side
of his pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats,
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
01-07-2015 09:43 PM
I'm just an average man, with an average life.
I work from nine to five; hey hell, I pay the price.
All I want is to be left alone in my average home;
But why do I always feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone, and
I always feel like somebody's watching me.
And I have no privacy.
Woah, I always feel like somebody's watching me.
01-08-2015 06:51 AM
Without my man I don't wanna live
You think I'm lying but I'm telling you like it is
He's got my nose open and that's no lie
And I, I'm gonna keep him satisfied
01-09-2015 02:53 AM
The water pours its embracing arms around the stone
Decay drips from the unquiet void where the ice forms, where life ends
The stone is by the crimson flood, swallowed
The red tide beyond the ebon wound, contorted
My sacrifice bids farewell in this river of memory... a wave to end all time
Red birds escape from my wounds and return as falling snow
To sweep the landscape; a wind haunted, wings without bodies
The snow, the bitter snowfall
You wish to die in her pale arms, crystalline, to become an ode to silence
In the soul of a mountain of birds, fallen
The cascading pallor of ghostless feather
The snow has fallen and raised this white mountain on which you will die
and fade away in silence.
We're a lukewarm people for all our feast days and hard work.
Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake
at night willing the darkness to part and show us a vision. Our
children frighten us in their intimacy, but we make sure they
grow up like us. Lukewarm like us
01-09-2015 05:53 AM
I see the valleys
I see the streams
I see the mountains and what's in between
I hear thunder fall from the sky
I see a world
Lost in your eyes
In my dreams
I see you smile
I feel the sun I want to stay for a while
01-15-2015 10:40 AM
All we have to do now
Is take these ties and make them true somehow
All we have to see
Is that i don't belong to you
And you don't belong to me
01-16-2015 09:05 AM
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