untitledas every word flows from my pen i feel like my ink is burning the page i force and struggle writing this bit by bituntitled
the harrowing account of what i've been through what you've put me through my eyes are blackened i sit here everything in front of me my mind is sharp as a razor
you think you're so clever don't you? you weave these lies plant these seeds for me to find fuck you
you left me, broke my heart raped me of every last thing stole from me every last bit of dignity made me beg plead for you &
another tangoi suppose you thinkanother tango
there's something about me i know there is
a perfume you inhale and it grabs you your attention doesn't let go
oh
lord lord lord i have been so
bad bad bad
i don't even have to try effortless, you are so weak you are conquered without a word it's just in your manner
is it the way
i pout my lips or the way
i
arch
my
back?
i don't care at all i have no ties no knots on my wrists holding me to you or anyone else
| it's never enough. always searching, always changing, always growing. i paint every day, i'm in college to teach art. simplicity is key. late summer nights on back porches, drink in hand, kicked back under the stars, slurring on with crazy philosophy. |
1:34am
Artistic
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heaven leigh.
yeah. i get on this more than myspace :]
haha.
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heaven leigh.
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Analogue
Deep Mind Hyper Schizo Machine God Love Boy Girl War.
[link]
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So the moral of the story is that when you search for something, don’t find it, because when you find it, it has Rabies.
Kyle has the 1st comment!!!!!!!!!!
ok... well... now that that's over with... all i can say Shelby is welcome to DA...
and no, that not stand for dumb ass...
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