I Wade In Springs, in Spring, with you my love.
With gravel clenched in my fist
I let go. love
somberly recess.
pebbles, us, in the grand scheme of things.
and you got problems baby
you got your anger
and you got your sadness baby
you got your hurt.
but you also have me.
Gloria Eu Te amo Entre As Estrelas Nesta Noite Fresca
We crave attention
I want indivuality
while wearing everything thats' cool.
All you need to succeed is visible veins
from abuse and malnutrtion.
and a cool catchphrase.
MURDER-SUICIDE.
Frosties! On me.
So tonight, I take my parchment and my pen
and drag my viasage across the moon
to attempt to get a glimpse of you.
and watching the curves of your face
i smile and let my eyes be filled
for a second perhaps, you will see me
and cast your glance upon my direction
eyes lustfully undoing my being
for a moment, i am still.
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
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