I am hanging from the ceiling like a broken chandelier,
Breaking and falling to the floor one piece at a time.
With the passing of an instant my beauty becomes dull,
With every sun that sets my brightness fades and turns sublime.
A morsel of my soul falls to the dirty crimson tile,
My eyes rot out of their skull a fraction more each day.
I'd love to see your malicious grin, to feel the chills induced,
You are the one who hung me here, like a pendulum I fret and sway.
Beads of perspiration fall from me into the dirt below,
Blood rushes to my head from anger and bitter gravity.
I am evermore your cursed little play toy, bobbing to and
If I could, I would melt myself.
Like hot wax I would mold to you.
If you tired of me, I'd rip out all your little hairs.
When you tried to peel me away,
I would make you hurt like me,
I'd make you bleed and cringe.
If I could, I would melt myself.
Like the ocean I would cover you.
If you tired of me, I'd pull you down, deep down.
When you tried to swim away,
I would make you one with me,
I'd make you full of emptiness.
If I could, I would melt myself.
Like honey I would stick to you.
If you tired of me, I'd adhere like glue.
When you tried to wipe me away,
I would make you sweet like me,
I'd smother any bitterness.
If I co
Put both hands on the wheel,
You'll never need to touch me.
You never could have felt me.
Take your hands off me,
Pretend that I'm not here,
Until you need a body,
To touch what all the others fear.
Give the road a steely glare,
Give a reason not to look at me.
You never would have seen me.
Take your eyes off me,
Pretend that I'm invisible,
Until you need a pin up,
To show what other girls would hide.
Turn up the volume dial,
So that you just can't hear me.
You never would have listened.
Take me along and mute me,
Pretend I can be silenced,
Until you need to hear your name,
A scream from lips which part for you.
Sing alon
I press a hand upon the mirror.
Blankly stare with striking eyes,
Half a smile with bright red lips,
A mediocre body devoted to pleasure.
...Yours and mine alike.
And when you hold that body,
Mediocrity skyrockets, to a plain,
Above pleasure, above pain,
And you hurt and you please me.
...It all feels the same.
Hold on to me tighter, harder.
Breathe your drunken breath softer,
Take mine away completly,
You're not the only one that's high.
...I'm far less grounded.
When you gave me your heart
I wanted to take it
But not to play with
And never to break it
When I pour out my feelings
And my love so true
You just hold me closer
And say "I love you"
When you say you'll love me,
for always, forever,
I know that you mean it
We will stay together
My smile is nothing special,
It well never light up rooms.
My eyes could have more sparkle,
They will make noone swoon.
My waist is far from slender,
No ribs or abs are seen.
My legs are short and stalky,
And not too smooth or lean.
My breasts aren't large or perky,
My bossom does not heave.
My lips don't have the perfect pout,
Nor can their words decieve.
My affection's all I have to give,
but I'll give it endlessly.
My love has known this from the start,
And his heart pounds, for me.
One morning, a child wakes up to feed his pet hamster, but the hamster does not stir. The child's mother recieves a call that her father has been involved in a fatal car accident. At the man's funeral, family comforts each other. But these people should not let tears well up in their eyes, because, as proven in Romeo And Juliet, death is not a bad thing. Shakespeare turns death into a trivial notion by having his characters, including Romeo, Juliet, and Tybalt ignore laws and moral conflicts, and use death in various ways to easily solve more complex problems.
Murder is one way of reaching the death of another person, and, as Shakespeare
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Hey kids!
Haven't updated in a looooooooong time:P
Well, there's some new stuff up. comment if you like.
thanks for the comments and whatnot.
Life's been pretty upside down. people dying, school, work, family, friends, love, all that stuff.
See you in another few months haha.
I just blogged about this and then my computer fucked up !
Stupid slag.
I work at 241 pizza. Min. wage. not too bad though.
I have money and spend it all at tim horton's.
I suck at school. I skip too much. Hate my english teacher. Bl;ah.