Jealousy
JealousI hope everyone is enjoying this Christmas season. I'm not really, but at least I have an unlimited supply of cookies.
I am a Rope.I am a rope. Tight with strain,I am a Rope.
My yellow strands are thinning. You pull, wanting strength, wanting more. Tie me around your waist, use me to haul, wrap me around the world, My yellow strands are thinning. Every inch is a mile I am forced, Control and perfect and everything is neat as a present, Bow included. I am used more than once, just to be undone, My yellow strands are thinning. I can feel the snap coming, the moment when the world divides in two, Every second a crushing paper cut against my sides. I am burning with weight and hope and the ground, My ye
Pop Goes The LoveBalloonSlit open the sky with your music Let all the sun fall on me You won't be alone when I am there.Pop Goes The LoveBalloon
Blankets over sleeping bodies The taste of high in the air Remembering walking on water as one.
The pull of your gravity I miss the length of your gait As I run to catch up, Tick Tock
Clocks and Monsters And Lolli-pops
Don't try to look away Your gaze always falls of the bridge Straddling the curb so you won't go under
We could've been in pink water Floating dizzily and holding on But I was never, ever full enoug
It's The Time of ElsewhereIvory button lights, Velvet bows and silent snow In every arrangement of falling flakes I see your splintered, missing name Wintertime and you're not tangible enough A train and a home away, miles I can't touch Sewn up with thread and ancient ink Alone with rosy notes and candy canes, Brightness that tries to breathe in lonely You are the gift I ask.It's The Time of Elsewhere
Riddle Me LovelyThe softest notes pass over her lips Would you die for me? Beauty, outstanding, he laughs at her painted face Darling, my darling, he breathes so sweetly It's not that question I shall answerRiddle Me Lovely
When my love for you is too deep When not even the night sky can contain it, Who would think of death to absolve it? I beg, I plead, my darling, Would you kiss my cold, pale lips? I ask, How could I admire those stars you've mistaken for eyes From the inside of a coffin? And, when I am gone, There shall be nobody to kiss the tears you cry, Nobody to love you
WarShe's that type of girl. She whimpers in her sleep, and sometimes I wonder, God, almighty, what is she dreaming of? Is she fighting off the pain in her nightmares? She moans gasps of pain and I want to enter her brain and help her set up the cavalry. But I am just a friend, and this is not my war to fight.War
| I'm just a cool kid :] Care to join the club? |
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"Music is how feelings sound."
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Born in the flames of despair, arose from the ashes of hate to find the flame of lust still burning bright in the eyes of wrath
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One for sorrow, two for joy
:Three for girls, four for boys
:Five for silver, six for gold
:Seven for a secret, never to be told
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Howard: I do many things. I span the genres - they call me the genre spanner.
Vince: Yeah, they call you the spanner...
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One for sorrow, two for joy
:Three for girls, four for boys
:Five for silver, six for gold
:Seven for a secret, never to be told
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If great minds think alike, then how do all the idiots think?
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One for sorrow, two for joy
:Three for girls, four for boys
:Five for silver, six for gold
:Seven for a secret, never to be told
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One for sorrow, two for joy
:Three for girls, four for boys
:Five for silver, six for gold
:Seven for a secret, never to be told
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