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It's no big deal yet it shoves stuff up my bottom, A love undead but it handcuffs me. Sweat floating around the air, Like hot air balloons on that day...
I don't know if I can speak, for the rest of Opuss in honesty, But I can speak for myself. That though we fought just a while back, It's hard without you there, catching my back.
I tried telling everyone, what I knew. I have no evidence, no facts, nothing to back up my words other than feelings and instincts. But all I sought to gain from those words is an awareness.
Daddy is it true that when you were little, just like me there were birds and bees and butterflies and fishes in the sea.
The world is full of stress and discord, every person contributes to the condition on earth.
Real love is staying up until 2am to talk to you about absolutly nothing. Real love is laughing at all the ridiculous jokes even if their no longer. funny the fourth time.
SHELL GAME Everybody’s life is tough and so our skin grows thick and rough. Still, those bruises split and swell until they harden into shell.
The Thorn of a Rose.
Daisies in my heart.
Inspired Love <http://www.myspace.com/partygirl00761/blog/454162978>. Current mood:blessed. Caressing words of guidance. Thoughts and gentle touch. A hand to hold. The blessing of a tender love.
The Evil. Sheer wickedness. I sensed it. Edgy and easy that I felt. in the air. From the beginning. I chose to ignore it. the instinct my eye. It felt it. it felt the darkness. The evil eye.
Crying. Crying in my heart. The beat the sound of teardrops. Falling. The pace is a quickening sound. I feel delirious. Flustered. Redding blood falls. pumping around my veins. Inside me.
Broken vase.
Learning.
Our Manderley. Our Manderley. Last night I dream't of our Manderley. It was not the house on fire. but my soul burn't and in tatters. Fine Manderley I can but only there be free.
You are chatting with someone dear, Your mind seems extra clear. You wipe away the tear, And sleep without fear..
The heavy load that leaders bear, the choices meaning life or death must surely evenly compare with every kitten's tiny breath.
Come home, Alexandra Come home from the moor Your supper's long been waiting And there's darkness at the door.
I tried to understand I tried to make sense of it I know I didn't give it to you on purpose, Can't figure out how you stole my heart.
I ran the London marathon. There you go it's out there. 26 miles point something. A year of training, worrying and bad fashion choices. It's only dawned on me a month later that I actually done.
SOMETHING RANK I chanced upon a charming garden, newly planted and in bloom, with tender shoots and fragrant blossoms, good to brighten any gloom.
Suppose that once a week, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten comes to £100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go something like this..
36 MIRRORS I'm so in love with myself, I will follow myself in a hall full of mirrors. Do you view that as queer.
GUNNINGIGAP The sky calls to me with voices of amber, speaking of treasures as gold as the sun. The sky calls to me, but I can not answer. Sooner or later, the moment will come, I know.