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A life of greed and hatred, a life of morally accepted crimes. Only accepted by yourself.
#red In Shawshank Prison, there used to be A fella called Ellis 'Red' Redding And though it never came for free You'd find, hidden in books or fresh bedding That whatever your wants or desire He'd...
Yesterday somebody told me I had incredible eyes. The most amazing he had ever seen. That they where blue like the ocean with a deep green inside. Then he told me that they will be usefull sometime.
This opuss is about guilt, and what it can drive people to. (it's pretty much an expansion on my last post) Guilt Is a very scary idea, a self destructive force that can be caused by so many...
Bold blue eyes Colored like the skies In which she flies (Gravity, she defies) Away from the sad sighs. Glittering gold scales That will be told in tales From mail to sails To the masses in jails.
I have a little story Of a friendship quite divine Three dedicated colleagues All working on the line There's Bob (a gentle giant) Mark (the smartest of the three) And making up the numbers An Eddie...
Scarlett is lovely, yet definitely not "a"amiable", even Rhett would agree with that.
Wannabe gangsta wears hooded tops. Wannabe gangsta runs from cops. Wannabe gangsta wears baggy jeans. Wannabe gangsta thinks he's from queens. Wannabe gangsta kisses his teeth.
A quiet little flower,. An intrinsic kind of girl. A little bit lonely,. Her thoughts are often in a whirl. She's quite antisocial. Very shy, you see. Never goes anywhere,.
The local tramp is a trinket Sitting on the floor Not in a proper house With a bed or a door He was quite a stinker And looked tired too He looked he needed a bed And some rest- phew.
O. bsessed about the tiniest things, No matter how irrelevant, But somehow when the germs are gone you feel oh so benevolent. C. onsidering whether to double check that they have left no mess...
Dean was a man of many stories. You could never be certain of the role he played until the very end, constantly surrounding himself with pretty lies and prettier women.
Skipped a snippet, but the saga continues: The wind gushed in as he opened the door, briefly exposing the cosy red-carpeted hallway to the unwelcome elements outside.
Her heels click as they touch the floor, her dress sways along her un-perfect figure, she reaches the steps, time to put on her mask, her mask covers her eyes, her mask and her makeup together make...
Going once, Going twice, Maybe even... Going thrice. Young girl's life, Blonde of hair, Wildly fashioned, Everywhere. Hazel eyes, Pursed pink lips, Slim enough, Yet still has hips.
There was a metallic clink as the letterbox snapped shut. The dog had failed to hear it this time, testament either to the mastiff's progressing deafness, or the postman's tentative stealth.
He is such a strange strange boy,a quiet one. I've not met anyone else like it. So reserved you barely even notice he's there.
We're all in our private traps And none of us break free, We claw and scratch but only at The air and you and me.
She looks good when she's sudding. She takes a hit, but she's rotting. You see her face on cardboard boxes. You see, she's a push, plays with boxes. She acts like a victim, but she'll bite you.
He tucks his trousers into his boots. No shirts or ties he owns no suits. At the crack of dawn he's half awake, he hits the gym for heavy weights.
This is my favourite poem. I heard it when I was younger and I liked it so I thought I'd share it with you. Hope you like it. Macavity - the Mystery Cat, by T.S.
Theres a strange but lovely man moved to town today that I just met. He wobbled and swayed down the road, His unusual looks I can't forget.
Let me tell you a story of a place I know well, It's drab and it's filthy and hotter than hell, The paintwork is peeling, the decor is grim, Clientele unfeeling and impossibly dim.
#OpussWings. Up in the flying school,. There is the class fool,. He dresses as a clown,. And purposely falls down,. Hopping about on one foot,. Covering his wings in soot,.