The archives of this blog disgust me.
Time for a change.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
bottled
Am I allowed to scream your name from hilltops yet?
Can I dance in circles down the street?
I know I learnt my lesson years ago.
But I think I learnt it a little too much.
Can I dance in circles down the street?
I know I learnt my lesson years ago.
But I think I learnt it a little too much.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Just Waiting
I wonder if you've noticed yet how well my head fits under your chin and on your chest.
I have.
I have.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Symmetry
This is the pit where I've poured all the dark thought, feeling and unfeeling.
With the good comes the bad, with the amazing comes the flip side.
The wide green eyes and the scowls and tears.
I will sit at home and sulk tonight.
Without you.
Because I am more flawed than anyone will ever know.
With the good comes the bad, with the amazing comes the flip side.
The wide green eyes and the scowls and tears.
I will sit at home and sulk tonight.
Without you.
Because I am more flawed than anyone will ever know.
Monday, November 2, 2009
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