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I sit and watch the tube, Six people in the room, Codeine in my brew, My mind a mental stew. Cheesy horror flick is on, Consciousness is faded, gone.
Fireworks. Boom boom. Fireworks. Soon. Fireworks. Kpow kpow. Fireworks. WOW. Fireworks. Cool. Fireworks. Sool. Fireworks. Twirl twirl. Fireworks. SWIRL. Fireworks. Big ig. Fireworks. Sing. Fireworks.
Blood on the road from where you lay. Blood in the road all you wanted to do was play. Blood on the road you were such a good dog. Blood on the road How can people be such hogs.
It's hot, It's cold, It's Raining, As I'm gazing. It's dark, In the park, As all dogs bark. I'm walking, As I'm talking, Like birds in the sky. So what wonders can you think of?.
God's light shone down on me, Illuminating my mind and soul. His golden fingers reached out to me, To serve Him will be my goal..
Make new friends But keep the old One is silver And the other is gold A wheel is round It has no end That's how long I want to be your friend!.
A love game between me and you of hide and seek You hide I'll count but the darkness is too weak I find you for all that you are down to your core Why could I not see this in you before.
So I joined this thing called Opuss, I must say it is rather good, You can share your stories with the world, Like all the best writers should.
Passed. Ignored. Forgotten. Broken,. Stepped on. Kicked. Buried. Rotten,. Uncovered. Seen. Taken. Kept,. Dull. Useless. Dropped. Swept,. Hunted. Scavenged. Pocketed. Used,. Sold. Passed. Stolen.
I slowly get out of the bath and start to dry off my wet soaking hair. It's late at night and darkness and danger lingers in the cold night's air.
Fire of sapphire, Stairway of time, Hidden and creased, I grant you release, Stairway sublime, Uncoil and unwind!.
Heartache I've felt so many times before, showing him the me with faults because I was nearly sure. No one is perfect & this still remains, but to me he was just that, I wanted to wear those chains.
What would happen if you saw the true me. Would you run and would you scream. Or would you accept me, for me. For I am not who I appear to be. Only I know the true me..
The night is choked with chill. A scream in the wind, a trill. A witch with her broom runs around. To homes and soft candy is bound. The dead walk around with white sacks.
I woke up way too early, And now I'm lying here in bed, Waiting for some sunlight, To cast a spotlight on my head.
Purple,red, mangos too. A panda that's slightly blue,. Green green is that a seal. A panda that Is very teal. Blue blue look its mellow. A panda that looks yellow. Violet violet what do u think.
There are 2 brownies. Going on a date. One is a little pouty About going to golden gate. What time is it. The little one said. It's 12:30. We better get to bed. About 2 months later.
Hollow black shadow,. Sprouting from my feet,. Climbing further, further away,. Sleeping on the street,. Flickers in the moonlight,. Shrinks when lights go out,. Ripples on the grass,.
Punctuation, Is important you see, An example. Ok, on the count of three... "Let's eat mummy" The little boy said, Expecting his mother to say: "Why of course, my favourite little boy.
I feel so blue, so cold inside. Must be the feeling of sorrow, the feeling of knowing what'll happen tomorrow..
Autumn night Dry winds blow I dream of the front yard Covered with snow A white winter evening Is what I desire, And in a warm hearth sits a crackling fire.
The ring, That lay on the edge of the table The thing.
Simply trying To watch the world go by, Unlike others I don't wish to fly. I'd rather stand back, And enjoy the show. Can't tell of a sunrise or sunset, But I'd rather not know. Is that so bad.
The man with the identity, Running through the streets, Trying to blend with the people round his feet.