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you make me want to fall in love,and achieve satisfaction.engrave inkportraitson my skin,pull my torso open.your aren't just real, you're alive.you se..
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dead w***e,on the bathroom floor,shooting smack,smoking crack,razor bladetourniquet,ready to attack,it's such a bore.sniffing candy with mary-jane,eve..
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i keep poking myself in the heart with a razor,the sharpest razor in the world,and to my delight i find that my heart is made of the coldest ice.the r..
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my heart is too big for my body,and my brain too small for my head.it's a swelling feeling,like something's too tight,like copper stuck into the botto..
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from above the city is various color of gold, silver and bronze,fading away,like a room behind clouded, dreary eyes,or a light mist over water.the cit..
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just anything,as long as it isn't that.push me,pull me,as long as i wont be moved.hug me,kiss me,as long as i wont smile.remember me,forget me,i wasn'..
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she listened, she listens.she loved, she loves.she holds me tightly when i need it the most, always.she's here.now.for me; with me.she's my mommy and ..
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i need everythingimmediately,while the mood is still here.while i'mboarder lininghere and there.nobody's listening.i call,i sing,i dance;alone.nobody'..
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my ligaments are torn,my mind is bewildered,my face is in need of acleansing.i call to thee,the sir who wears his soul on is face,and his amorality in..
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hopes, dreams, silliness and ambition.
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