Sunday, November 28, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
nov26th 2010
beauty and pleasure
i miss you
yet, i will not call you
i push my entire body
against you
too tired
to be in love with
anyone
alone again with my computer screen
where i can find any time ,anything
i can set my self on fire
i dont need you
i dont need you
i dont need you
loneliness
has arrived
time is ticking , away
the scars of my future
they are urban poetry
i miss you
yet, i will not call you
i push my entire body
against you
too tired
to be in love with
anyone
alone again with my computer screen
where i can find any time ,anything
i can set my self on fire
i dont need you
i dont need you
i dont need you
loneliness
has arrived
time is ticking , away
the scars of my future
they are urban poetry
Monday, November 8, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
a sour note
I strum my instrument
stroking the skin
drowning in my own sin
watering the fading flower
massaging a foggy brain
sad sad sad
black blue eyes
the shadowy darkness
waiting outside
the smell of death
the closer it comes
a stillness
so unbearable
the sleep
that will never end
stroking the skin
drowning in my own sin
watering the fading flower
massaging a foggy brain
sad sad sad
black blue eyes
the shadowy darkness
waiting outside
the smell of death
the closer it comes
a stillness
so unbearable
the sleep
that will never end
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